| I would that today could be tomorrow, And then forever after, You would be here, And all would be well. For without you I am lost, Hope has far to high a cost, Which no mere gem or jewel could buy. My penniless existence is my inhibitor, Without which all would be well, But only time will tell, What tomorrow brings, And maybe, If some charity gives, Luck and hope will come with, And bring you to me. Daydreams wander aimlessly in my head, As I run purposelessly about my life. Every other though is of you, Gone for the moment, Yet, hopefully to return for the duration. I think of your perfect smile, And your sweet demeanor, And I wonder what I've done to deserve you, This perfect ending to my years of misery, Now dead by the quarrel that is your life, For which I now mourn, With tears of laughter, Made fresh by your existence. Sweet nothings may make forever afters, But there is nothing that I would trade, For your laughter, And that shadow of a smile upon your lips, Promised there upon them, Each time you look at me. Stars sparkle in your eyes, There's something magical in your sighs, Hold you close to me, Never thought this could be. Dance on tiptoe around the room, In the darkness and impending gloom, Made bright now by your smile. The moon keeps watch high above us, Shrouded in her mantle of clouds, As we walk through the sliver soaked world. All is quiet, Except for your whispered words and my laughter, Ringing clear in the crisp cold air, And then you kiss me, So that the world won't stop spinning, And the stars fall from up on high, To explode at our feet, In a shower of multi-colored glass. I cling to you, And that kiss, To keep from drowning in a sea of chaotic emotions, Swirling in a vortex at my feet, Trying to drag me under. Don't stop, Make me feel, After all it seems so real, Don't stop, no, don't stop� Confusion and ultimate chaos, Wash over me in waves of pain and sorrow. Defeated, I lay washed up on the shore, A bloated carcass, Of disease and sickness, A testament to my own failure. |