Poetry

      Beloved
 Your eyes enchant me
 tease me   taunt me
 invite me in
 i see contented
 peaceful Bliss
 i want to come in
 lose myself
 in your arms                                                Hurt
 safe and secure,                            I wish I could sleep again,
 completely                                    to find such sweet peace...
 Loved                                           But my world is broken,
                                                     and will never again
                                                     fit together in seamless
                                                     Innocence.
                                                     You entered my life,
                                                     uttering sweet words
                                                     of nothing,  of everything.
                                                     I gave you my heart -
                                                     my Soul -
                                                     and reveled in sweet serenity.
                                                     But...
                                                     Now, when I see you
                                                     you look past me.
                                                     I don't exist.
                                                     Though you did not know it,
                                                     I gave you my heart...
                                                     So it left with you,
                                                     leaving a hole
                                                     the shape of You in my life.
                     Dream
             In my dream, from
             shifting shades of
             rose and silver,
             True Love emerges.
             It wears your hands, your arms,
             Your eyes that speak volumes to me...
             And I sigh a sigh of sweet bliss
             and true regret,                                                             Silence
             for even the most beautiful dreams                       I love you constantly,
             End.                                                                   Even when you're not around.
                                                                                       But...
                                                                                       when you are near
                                                                                       I cannot say it...
                                                                                      Though you must feel it in my touch
                                                                                      or see it in my face.
                                                                                      Or can you not?
                                                                                      it seems you would say
                                                                                      Something
                                                                                      sometimes
                                                                                      and you do not.
                                                                                      Can it be that this same
                                                                                      Strange affliction
                                                                                      affects your lips,
                                                                                      as it does mine?
                                            Uncertain
                                     You asked me, once,
                                     to love you,
                                     to trust you
                                     with the shattered slivers left of my Heart
                                     and allow you inside the Fortress
                                     i had built.
                                     Instead i refused,
                                     preferring my strong
                                     Solitude
                                     to your gentle touch.
                                     And now...
                                     and now, i stand here
                                     alone
                                     again wondering how it is
                                     that you could know me
                                     So well
                                     and never truly understand
                                     that all i wanted most
                                     was...
                                     is...
                                     You.
 
 

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