Bliss 5/12/05
As I sit here
You posses my mind
Your voice is ringing in my ears
I wait to talk
I wait in bliss
But what beyond this moment
Will the bliss cease?
Only time will tell the futures secrets
When and Why
When will we receive our revenge?
When will we be spared from tourture?
When will I learn your name?
Why is it so?
Why, Why, not another?
Why do I cry?
I answer, I am alone.
Wish for Love
The sun casts its light upon two
They sit toghether
Lovers they are
So do I wish that I was as they
But my love is kept from me
I sit and wait
A spectator to all more fortunate than me
I scream at the barrior
That keeps me frtom him
With all my heart I wish to have him
But he is not mine
Puzzel
I sit and contemplate
What awaits
This puzzel has me so confused
Why did I even come upon this
Strange cunumdrum
Is beyound me
Destiny's chioce for me
Is still in shrouds
Its course erratic
Yet I am still here in contemplation
Thinking of You
Thoughts of you plague my mind
My mind is captivated with memories
Like a child for candy I yearn for you
I sit in eager antisipation
Thoughts of moments flood my brain
And dreams of moments yet to come
Over power my mind
I savor each thought
For a moment it seems as if I'm near you
Away From You
The secounds I sit here
Slowly strech into eternity
Your absense makes me unsure
And lonely beyound reason
I wait to return to you
The distance that seperates us
Seems so miniscule
But it has proved a barrior
Life away from you is strange
I wonder at how I managed it before
My love for you must have doubled
So there for there is so much missing
When you are away
As I Sit 8/2/05
I sit and wait
And all thoughts lead to you
To the sound of your voice
Like a roll of deep thunder
To the look in your eyes
The moment before we kiss
To the feeling I get
When you put your arm around me
I sit and wonder
At all the times past
From walking side by side
To hand in hand
From wispered "I love you"s
To those spoken aloud
And all the intangable dreams coming true
I sit and think
Of the story book I now live in
Sunsets on hilltops
A picture perfect bench
And the quiet darkness of the movies
My world has spun from
Dark to light
The road ahead is beautiful
Lined with budding memories
And beautiful bloomes of memories passed
All I can hope is that this dreamlike reality lasts