Waiting Here

Waiting here
just to hear
words from you
if its true
words I here
are from you.

Words I hear
are to leer?
Is it true?
Its you due.
Make me hear
if its true.

Remove fear
and a tear.
Words from you,
are they true?
Make it clear,
its your due.

Words that seer,
and that jeer,
are from you
it is true.
Like a spear,
for your coup.

Now I hear
that you fear
"Don't love you,"
might be true.
Make me hear,
"I love you."

Now it's clear
that you're dear.
Start anew
and be true.
Lets be near,
not be blue.

©Joel Lucsy