Edge of My Fingertips

Edge of My Fingertips
1.17.07 - LL

I felt it slipping there
I pleaded with you - beware.

Green eyes when I cry,
Look at me try and try.

Talk to me, I'm feeling the pattern,
I recognize when my heart is shatter'n.

I don't want to lose my grip,
Help me make the pieces fit.

Silence seeps into our home,
Ignore - go retreat to your zone.

It's on the edge of my fingertips,
Now what ... quick. before it slips!