Clueless to Love

as the beauty of the sun rises,

i wake

to another

day

once again...alone.

the lack of another

for loves enjoyment to smother

has yet again...

turned my heart into stone.



i find myself constantly thinking,

what type of love is right?

is it to share a kiss?

enjoy in bliss?

or lay in her arms,

forever...

together...

ever so tight?



this answer i may never truly know

clueless is to me the meaning of love

clueless is to me how it seems

all i can do now is wait, wish, and dream