earth, wind, rain, passion –
the scent awakens the senses
and inflames the blood
feather soft, just ever so light –
the touch reaches deep into
a guarded soul
reflections, star light, falling leaves –
the sights assault the mind and
free your inner passions
damp chill, fresh grass, dew –
the taste tickles as it touches
the very tip of your tongue
crackling, whistling, chirping –
the sounds play a mystical symphony
just for two
walking along the path towards
home, hand and hand,
feeling content and safe
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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Surprise
the look on her face said it all.
her eyes were wide—
her mouth agape.
she could feel her heart
pounding in her chest.
the blood rushed from her head,
leaving her dizzy and giddy.
she sat back hard,
not feeling anything but
the numbing of shock that
stems from such a great
surprise.
her eyes were wide—
her mouth agape.
she could feel her heart
pounding in her chest.
the blood rushed from her head,
leaving her dizzy and giddy.
she sat back hard,
not feeling anything but
the numbing of shock that
stems from such a great
surprise.
Sunset, Sunrise
the sun sets on two lonely souls
feeling the tortured pain of a
past gone wrong.
as the fiery flames of day
extinguish into the darkness of night,
they weep, mourning love lost.
the sun rises on two people,
filled with renewed hope.
their souls join, bringing peace to the
chaotic pain of the past.
as the moon's silvery rays give way
to the sun's fiery flames,
they smile, dreaming of a future together.
feeling the tortured pain of a
past gone wrong.
as the fiery flames of day
extinguish into the darkness of night,
they weep, mourning love lost.
the sun rises on two people,
filled with renewed hope.
their souls join, bringing peace to the
chaotic pain of the past.
as the moon's silvery rays give way
to the sun's fiery flames,
they smile, dreaming of a future together.
Sunset, Sunrise
the sun sets on two lonely souls
feeling the tortured pain of a
past gone wrong.
as the fiery flames of day
extinguish into the darkness of night,
they weep, mourning love lost.
the sun rises on two people,
filled with renewed hope.
their souls join, bringing peace to the
chaotic pain of the past.
as the moon's silvery rays give way
to the sun's fiery flames,
they smile, dreaming of a future together.
feeling the tortured pain of a
past gone wrong.
as the fiery flames of day
extinguish into the darkness of night,
they weep, mourning love lost.
the sun rises on two people,
filled with renewed hope.
their souls join, bringing peace to the
chaotic pain of the past.
as the moon's silvery rays give way
to the sun's fiery flames,
they smile, dreaming of a future together.
Staring at the Clock
staring at the clock,
hearing each little tic
resound inside my head.
sitting here, waiting
wondering where you might be
tonight.
wondering what you’re doing –
what you’re thinking…
are you alone?
staring at the clock,
feeling myself slip
inexorably into desperation.
consoling myself with
a bottle of bacardi and
a pack of marlboros.
staring at the phone,
wishing for life,
willing it to ring.
staring at the clock
marking each minute
with a slash upon my arm.
wondering
waiting
wishing
wondering why you had to leave –
leave me here alone,
to worship your memory.
staring at the clock,
coming closer to oblivion
with each passing second.
hearing each little tic
resound inside my head.
sitting here, waiting
wondering where you might be
tonight.
wondering what you’re doing –
what you’re thinking…
are you alone?
staring at the clock,
feeling myself slip
inexorably into desperation.
consoling myself with
a bottle of bacardi and
a pack of marlboros.
staring at the phone,
wishing for life,
willing it to ring.
staring at the clock
marking each minute
with a slash upon my arm.
wondering
waiting
wishing
wondering why you had to leave –
leave me here alone,
to worship your memory.
staring at the clock,
coming closer to oblivion
with each passing second.
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