
Winding down the wrong road,
Misreading the runes of your heart.
For I can’t fathom the truths
You expect me to know.
I can’t foretell what phrase
It is you are wanting to hear.
For your face is just a blank page to me now
Full of unreadable signs.
© 2018 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.
Best wishes 2019
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