a love poem

[uauuauu]

I see you
sitting there silently...... contemplating.
quietly mocking the order of the time.
listining here, for any sense of say......
im waiting.

Many winds have echoed through the night...
and many men have fallen
but with your simple greatness
your back to me, us i guess,
your back to us,
your done.

Oh grant me peace, grace, all things necessary,
for I think I have lost this race,
and to other girls who have had many chances.....
listen to my grave gravity of fate.