| "Driftwood Parasols and Seaweed Trees" By Gary Peters Counting the days, counting the years till the time when I will find her. Knowing now that my search is over I have never met a woman like her. The more that I see of her the more she continues to take my breath away. A love so unprecedented, she must be heaven sent I pray that she will stay. She makes me smile and gets my strange, weird and eccentric ways. I would now be forever lonely without her she makes all of my days. Knowing that I would never want to disappoint or hurt her. So can I be the only one in her life, now that I have found her. And when the party is over she will always come home to me. Colouring my life as I live my dream for all those around to see. In a kaleidoscope of rainbows filling my world both day and night. Taking me from an abyss of darkness she has drawn me into light. To be busy doing nothing is my best of times with her. To make a dream home on the beach as waves crash against the shore. Distance is no object, being both only a phone call away. A love I hope will last forever growing stronger everyday. We have both been known as misfits at times in our lives. An apprentarship of survival which has now bought us together. So let us dream and let us hope that the future will be kind. As we will be to those we love as we leave our pasts behind. To gain experience from the problems of the years gone by. To love one another and live for today and never ask the reason why. That after so much pain throughout our lives we both have now found love. To lay side by side on a summers night and view the stars above. Walking hand in hand on a deserted beach or through an autumn wood. As we talk of nothing making each other laugh as true soul mates should. She is my world my best friend my lover all rolled into one. She shines so brightly in my heart but is nothing like the sun. Far stronger far more brighter then such a planet could ever be. Projecting moonbeams and gamma rays of love directly into me. I hope I never let her down or we break one another�s heart. Now that we have both found each other, may we never be apart. *** "Invasion of Space" By Gary Peters As I glimpsed at my past, for just a moment in time. Seeing that my future was in desperation, that being my destination. Validating the voices and sounds that I heard in the rawness. Beating with my fists at the lack of salvation. The price was too high for the games I was to play. I was not to know what love would mean to me. Seeing myself running across the cobble stoned market square. Crying so much that I would drown in my own emotional pool. Phone calls and texts, then seeing you standing at the diner. Crystal glass surroundings separates me from the fakes in my life. Ignoring the false smiles, the waves and that entire high five shit. How can a life so coloured, in an instant change to black and white. The future little princess has a natural obsession to lie and deceive. Some good may come from it, though I doubt it very much. So a glimpse at what is to come will never bring one joy. If you ever find your pot of gold or your shooting star. Best of luck, you are going to need it, take it from one who knows. |
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