Black Eyes, Blue Heart

Lonliness

I walk alone
My face chilled by desolate February winds
left over from the 14th
my hands cold
longing for another hand to warm them
what is it that I am looking for
If what I want is love
then it is as simple to obtain
as fish in the ocean
or sand in the Sahara
Yet, although boastful in mind
dolorous in sight
and my eyes don't lie to you
even if they do lie to me
Look into them
and let them show you what is real
in me
Lonliness