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What would I do
Without you,
To help me...
Where would I be
Without you by me,
Guiding me to
Tomorrow's warmth...
When would I grow
Without you're warming glow,
Past life's torments...
Why would I live
Without the love you give,
Another day more...
Who would I destroy
Without your inner joy,
To end my hate...
How would I survive
Without you alive,
To love...
All these things I said
Tell me I would be dead,
Without your soft touch
Guiding me in love,
And in life...
Brings forth smiles of summers' day
My soul reaches from its loneliness
And embraces Friendship and washes away heartache
As the rain washes away the dust from my window
The puddles left, bring forth life
As seeds from a sower sack
Brings forth the sweet new grass
Where love is born and bitterness lost
And tears of happiness embrace souls of friends
The rainbow arches across the horizon
Where my soul meets yours
And your arms draw me into the sanctuary
Of the warm mist which feeds our spirit
And protects all who are embraced by thee?
I kept staring out the window alone this night.
Watching and waiting impatiently for it to start,
Cold and lonely 'til his sight warmed my heart.
The lightning came again and continued its show,
And the thunder finally followed?.blood started to flow.
There was a crash a rumble then a growl past his lips,
The storm and he so powerfully were guiding my hips.
It lit up the room taking away the night,
I lost touch with the world and gave up the fight.
Squealing and moaning to match the excitement of the sky,
Clawing and clutching so intense I could cry.
Our hearts beating together our body rhythms matched,
To the powerful sky it felt our souls were attached.
Along with it's magic we completely entwined,
Like thunder to lightning our bodies combined.
Then finally the storm subsided and the night became still,
Even after the moment was gone,
I didn't lose the thrill. Thought it would never stop, it lasted a good while,
And even to this day I still haven't lost it, the smile.
Someone's going to pay for the things you do,
You're going to find that it's too late,
A heart that just won't wait,
To satisfy you.
Another love, another fool to play your game,
Another love, another fool they're all the same.
Someone's going to get hurt before you're through
But don't be surprised if that someone is you,
How many tears were cried,
How many dreams have died,
Just to satisfy you.
I try to think, but my mind whirls
And nothing makes sense any more,
Together we found the deepest parts of me,
Maybe we dug too deep?
At what point did you decide to turn away?
So much that we shared, promises of love forever,
How unlike you, my silver-tongued lover
To leave without a word
By the way, did I tell you that I miss you?
My eyes cloud up, my days pass in a haze.
You could argue that it was my words that gave you flight
And I would that I could change my mind,
And ask you instead not to go,
But I do know in my heart that my asking was just
My quiet way to give you freedom,
But did I tell you that I miss you?
I did not want you to go
I wanted you to find a way past my words
And penetrate my defenses?
I wanted you to fight for our love
And now that it is too late,
I wish I could tell you that I miss you.
Do you miss, can you now see,
The past of slippery-slide bliss, ice cube fantasies and fun,
Caramel covered dreamland, after one night one had the glow of the sun
The naughty hand, remember sweet tart city,
As well as crunched cars,
Be witty
he taste was better than candy bars,
One, two, three, ouch!
Want to go for a ride on the couch,
The closet, the floor, and outside
What a wonderful ride
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that Love
Doesn't mean learning And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And Presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your Head Up and eyes open,
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile you begin to learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure,
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn.
With every good-bye you learn.
With every turn you are there,
I want to hold you
The dishes clank, the suds bubble,
The hot water over flows...
I want to hold you
The vacuum loudly sings of you,
The dust cloth lingers...suspended in time
I want to hold you
The silky fabric of my night clothes drops easily into place
I climb under the covers and shiver...
I want to hold you
I am here, you are there, I cannot understand,
Nothing is right anymore; I need your touch,
I want to hold you
I have put myself out to be trampled,
I hate myself that much?
Just look at the pattern in this crazy quilt,
Why do the stitches go in such a meandering pattern,
Does the author have no forethought?
Just one kiss and one heartbreak after another?
Shall I never learn not to trust?
Shall I never learn that kisses are
Stitches to bind and never set free,
Look at the footprints, hurting at will
Another stitch, another heartache
Does the author of this blanket that controls my desire
Have no past to learn by?
Must I feel the pain of the stitches once again?
My skin and all her companions,
I swayed my arms to accompany
You inside of me.
Step in, love, swim around,
Accustom yourself to my waters--I said--
But you, you stood still, and
Stared at the gaping hole in my chest--
I swore I caught a snicker,
But shuddered in disbelief.
All too in love, so deeply, I
Sang for you.
Sweet songs of my innocence,
Innocence that you took--without hesitation.
You took every last part of me-
Swallowed me whole.
So, here I am--left unreplenished,
Your teeth still stuck deep in my neck-
I'm breathless, half dead-
Not sure what is keeping me alive--
Seems you would just soon have me dead.
Yet
As the world keeps spinning
There is a change of season
And it is you that wipes away the frost of my heart,
And carries me into the New Year.
Yet I have not ever really abandon you
Just walked astray,
Though it seemed as though I may be lost,
As I stumble upon a light of compassion and caring in your arms.
The road I have taken has been rough and sad
It is so good to see some light ahead
And as the summer nears I know my heart will be full of love again.
And I cannot explain this twinge of doubt that replaces that old feeling of need for you. I
am so sad here without you,
I think time has finally smashed down her fist,
And I am left here stumbling over the wreckage,
Afraid of what I might find if I clean it all up,
But scared of what I'll miss if I don't.
You are right; the summer is near,
And a whole new step we'll take,
And these elements of light and compassion you say are here I will certainly be glad to see.
I miss the way your words used to play with my heart
And the way your lips used to tangle with mine,
I miss it all, the way that we both have perfected every kiss,
Just enough lip, just enough moisture, to make a smooth impression.
Back to normal I want things to be,
Lets stay up real late and talk all night,
Let's hold on to each other as tight as we can,
Lets cry out "I love you with all of my heart"
And wait for that woman with the heavy hand to take back her curse and just let us be.
*Sitting all alone.
*Dreaming and wishing of somebody's home.
*Hoping one day,
*To be taken away,
*Put in a vase,
*No longer feeling out of place.
*A thing of beauty,
*Admired by all,
*Not just some old plant,
*To Die in the Fall.
You told me once but I forgot.
So tell me now and tell me true,
So I can tell you...I love you!!
Of all the people I've ever met,
You are the only one I can't forget.
And if I die before you do,
I'll go to heaven and wait for you.
If you are not there by judgment day,
I'll know you went the other way.
I'll give the angels back their wings,
And risk the loss of everything.
Just to prove my love is true,
I'll go to hell to be with you."
Like new fallen snow
It can make u endure
Many things in life
(Mike and Erica)
Without your love.
Me loving you
And you loving me.
I need you near
Your voice
I need to hear
The love between us
Can't be matched.
You and only you
I want.
-Andr�
Round, tender, and never perfect
Red and swollen at times
It can perish from the slightest thing
(Mike and Erica)
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
And appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
Another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.