onepoem

you said this was the place
you've always wanted to go
feet in place but well never know
the steps each other take
or the roads traveled threw,
just know my minds set on you
the past is the present
im stuck like glue
cant get threw
i choose the one way that wasnt the right way
no u turns are all around , where to from here
bonnes mirror looking out the rear
for your voice... i long to hear