I post you post…you post I post. It’s funny how the time and space between us shortens by the stroke of some keys on a screen. I want to be where you are to the point of anticipation that I’ll settle for a glimpse into your world.


How life puts you in touch with a dream. It let’s you peek through a glass window like window shopping at the mall but then doesn’t hear your disappointment as you walk away..

I want something real. I want someone that I can call on at night and kiss in the morning…

Nights are lonely and days are cold when your wishing on a star… 

Post are good but conversations are better. And music is good for the ears but your lips could be better for my soul. 

Maybe I’ll never know…

Or maybe….

Naw let me keep that to myself.. and just…post.
C L Cunningham 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s