what reasons could I give
if you asked me to stay
would I bow my head in sadness
or rejoice in the day
the road ahead is blank
no pictures, words or hurts
the time ahead is mysterious
my eyes I can't avert.
stay wrapped up in my cocoon
no metamorphis I would need
or struggle with the bindings
and fly wherever you lead..
I think my answer is simple
so giddy it makes me reel
just follow softly alongside
and go with what I feel.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
talking, laughing finding
little things to make me smile
hmmmmm says my heart to my head
haven't felt like this in awhile
the way your hand caresses me
as your lips find mine
the hands on all the clocks
no longer keeping time
my vision tunnels down
until the only thing I see
are your eyes blazing passion
as you stop to look at me
slowly, slowly my mind screams
yet my body leans in
slowly , slowly I
let the dance begin.
little things to make me smile
hmmmmm says my heart to my head
haven't felt like this in awhile
the way your hand caresses me
as your lips find mine
the hands on all the clocks
no longer keeping time
my vision tunnels down
until the only thing I see
are your eyes blazing passion
as you stop to look at me
slowly, slowly my mind screams
yet my body leans in
slowly , slowly I
let the dance begin.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Spring lingers on my lips
after the first kiss, complete
my skin awakens from winters sleep
carressed where your eyes meet
hope blossoms
where fear once reigned
alone no more
shouts my soul so bruised
tendrils of happiness spring
from the stalk of that newly planted seed
sowed oh so carefully
making sure of my every need
slowly the days pass into weeks
and strength returns to my heart
open so fully where you dared
to tear it apart.
after the first kiss, complete
my skin awakens from winters sleep
carressed where your eyes meet
hope blossoms
where fear once reigned
alone no more
shouts my soul so bruised
tendrils of happiness spring
from the stalk of that newly planted seed
sowed oh so carefully
making sure of my every need
slowly the days pass into weeks
and strength returns to my heart
open so fully where you dared
to tear it apart.
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