small thoughts

maybe everyone speaks in riddles
or twists their tougues into half-truths
observing every utterance
polishing every phrase

were words all human and living breathing things
would they speak so with abruptly lifted wings

truth be told, they say it ain't so
approaching the well of what i can deny
casting in my coin
tossing in a wish

and these thoughts join a humble hearted plea
possibly your thoughts will return once to me.