Poetry

Here She Is 
Right In Front OF me With Another Man 
While All This Years I've Been Searching 
But I never Knew She Was Here Waiting For Me 
I've Been Blind And I Never Notice It 
Cuz She Appears Like An Angel 
Guiding Me To The Right, Away From Been Wrong 
Walking Me Home Through The Distance 
Her Voice Sound Like The One Of The Nightingale 
Closer To Me Just Like My Shadow 
And I Love Her Deeply... 
Should I Call Her And Tell Her? 
Should I Put Asunder Between Them? 
Should I Just Pull The Trigger And Kill Him In A Second? I Wrap These Questions Around Me Like A Blanket ON A Cold Nite 
And The Answers Are Missing Like Her Warm Touch...