SENDING
Sending thoughts, receiving gifts bought, 
when will it end, when as the last resort, 
you break with the trend, as you did intend, 
forgetting to mend, relationships with friends.

Sending wishes, thrown back little fishes, 
awaits the rod bend, a filler for the dishes, 
waiting for the big one, hear your praise sung, 
forget you are alone, missed chances slip back home.

Sending flowers, always up to ivory towers, 
actions you defend, struggling with your powers, 
ending at a brick wall, as the petals start to fall, 
kept distracted by it all, failing now to hear your call.

Sending threats, that rebound like bad debts, 
you've nothing to lend, life becomes full of frets, 
disaster stares you in the face, aware of your disgrace, 
turn inwards to find solace, find the answer in its place.

Sending love, find it fits just like a glove, 
let's not pretend, for it has always been above, 
breaks through the binding, feel yourself unwinding, 
realise it's all unending, and it's only love you're sending.