There is a part of me that feels so strongly about the fool I may become. Truth be told, I believe that part of me will never understand the power of raw honesty. That part of me will never know the joy of just letting go. I may have put myself in harms way, but the pleasure of it only this part of me will enjoy There is a part of me that feels so strongly about the fool I may become. As I venture forth this part of me makes no excuses as I consume and take no prisoners.
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You and I introduced our souls to each other last night and days later, deep gladness still lingers. You and I smiled and shared from darkness to light and now all seems so peaceful and good. You and I know a newness we’ve never known before and may never know again.
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For your smile, I would move time and space, if I could. For your touch, I would change the face of Mt.Rushmore, if I could. For your love, No amount of cliche or measure would be enough and I would forever yield until it was mine. If I could
Yours is the face that haunted my inner dreams. Close yet so very distant, like a harbinger, your essence will not relent. Mine is the fate of lost wonder. Time has no place, yet it stands between our knowing, like the largest monument in my world.
Somewhere between my walker and my tricycle I learned to doubt. Somewhere between my tricycle and my first kiss, I learned to fear me. Somewhere between my first kiss and my first car, I was taught to hate myself.
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When I close my eyes, you are all things and time never existed before you. When I close my eyes, all manner of space and color, form and substance only matter because you are real. When I close my eyes, the continuum is a painted kaleidoscope of shades of you.
To whom or to what do I owe my self, my all? This concept has swirled in and out of my everyday consciousness’ like a tornado . It chimes in at the most inappropriate times, taunting and provoking, always as I’d try to work on someone else’s dreams deferred.
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There are times . . . When just the thought of you brings sunshine in the midst of a sea of grey-blue, it may sound crazy, but it's quite true.
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I may have put myself in harms way, but the pleasure of it only this part of me will enjoy
There is a part of me that feels so strongly about the fool I may become. As I venture forth this part of me makes no excuses as I consume and take no prisoners.
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You and I smiled and shared from darkness to light and now all seems so peaceful and good.
You and I know a newness we’ve never known before and may never know again.
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For your touch, I would change the face of Mt.Rushmore, if I could.
For your love, No amount of cliche or measure would be enough and I would forever yield until it was mine. If I could
forged together by destiny and circumstance,
bonded by love.
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Mine is the fate of lost wonder. Time has no place, yet it stands between our knowing, like the largest monument in my world.
Somewhere between my tricycle and my first kiss, I learned to fear me.
Somewhere between my first kiss and my first car, I was taught to hate myself.
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When I close my eyes, all manner of space and color, form and substance only matter because you are real.
When I close my eyes, the continuum is a painted kaleidoscope of shades of you.
This concept has swirled in and out of my everyday consciousness’ like a tornado .
It chimes in at the most inappropriate times, taunting and provoking, always as I’d try to work on someone else’s dreams deferred.
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When just the thought of you brings sunshine in the midst of a
sea of grey-blue, it may sound crazy, but it's quite true.
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that never misses.
Cool warm feeling, lustful thoughts, no
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