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| Brings a bright new light to my life. I commit to building new seating In this waiting room we stay in. The girl behind the cigarette counter Hooks up with her employer's stalker. Her hypochondriac ness seems minute Compared to the real sensations of joy He sends through out her entire body. I touch people like these every day Just hoping that I can keep feeding Off the happiness they find. -Amelie- I was lost somewhere in Alaskan Tundra. For a while I hid inside a carcass Trying to keep warm but only seeing out dead eyes. Perhaps that is why I wondered for so long. Searching for light, or just something to touch. I started losing track of time. Eventually I came Upon a village of people. However, I think they too Were just hiding in someone else's warmth. They barely seemed alive. So I left, in search for a new place To lay my head. I started running in desperation, but Soon I collapsed in the deep, icy snow. I looked up and saw a man with a face full of color. It gave me new hope and energy. I reached up for his hand. Suddenly I awoke. The pain, and coldness was not a dream. I was still suffering amongst a crowd of people Cloaked in lies and coldness. Walking down the street, I'm scanning faces Looking for the one in my dream. I hear a voice. It's warm, bright, and full of vigor. It must belong to the dream. With out the sound of your voice, my nights are lonely. Even though I can't see you, I have faith that you are the one Who can fill my life with love. I sent you a letter, and now Each night I gaze at the stars above Wishing on each one that my dove Will bring me back some of your fruit. I'm hungry for your affection. All I have to give is my life long Adoration. |