This is one of my favorite songs. When I listen to it. I think about her. I remember the two nights I had with her. What they meant to me.When the dark wood fell before meAnd all...
In the tattered shards of lasting embrace I feel the nick of you lingering cool as winter's solstice,
feel the nick of you like a dagger cold upon the intangible grace of my skin...
Smoldering fire of hearts desire
Longing for release
Dancing beneath a winters moon
Words are meaningless
Tonight I see the truth
The holes in the hopes
I have to concentrate.
This is important, this poem.
A poem about poetry.
I have to do this, I CAN do this.
Oh, look, a butterfly!
I lay alone in my bed last night
Alone with my thoughts of you
I remembered brushing your warm brown hair
And your twinkling eyes of blue
I remembered your smile...
When I write... It just takes over. It's why I need your touch. I keel over. The pain of separation and teasing aberration I meekly grow distant and I fumble in the distance. Hello...
There’s a window in my head
That only I can see
It is the gate way to my fantasy
There I am a hero, master and king
I am capable of doing anything
When I dwell there the world...
I think a lot about that weekend when I was with you. It brings a smile to my face when I think of it. I know I should have let it go by now but I struggle at times...
I know my words don't mean much.
There is not much I can say.
You are happy now,
I notice every day.
I'm careful with what I do
I dare not want to wreck it
So that is...