somehow i thought you could read my mind

A word is said--spoken--so to speak
to you, from me
delicately
diligently
inherently
but incorrectly.
(Not to you, Silly, ...him, *wink*
So sorry, Love.)
But I take it back now.
For had you loved me,
broadened your gates,
untainted your
strict structure,
I would've given you the words
and multiplied them.
But now they're lost...
in the air,
under the bridge,
in my tears,
on the road,
melting in the woods.
And you could've had me
You could've had me--for all time...
But you passed through my life like a dream in my head.
A fleeting memory now I consider quite dead.