Friday, June 15, 2012


Two Hearts in Bloom



That dream seemed always just out of reach,

Walking alone on life’s sweeping beach.

Wondering how arms could possibly feel like,

Holding me close in the darkness of a night.



Letting it go and burying my heart,

Slowly the blackness wins its part.

Rolling along every day turns another

Continuing the process fulfilling its smother.



Then, a glimpse is carried from afar,

Will it know light from that shimmering star?

Slowly, ever so slowly something awakens and recalls

Surely nothing can penetrate these strong, harden walls.



Those words, that voice doing their part

Shining his light on that old, tired heart.

Two pair of eyes one day finally meet,

Walking together on that cold Boston street.



Come to find out their feelings seemed same,

Showing each other that this was no game.

Stealing a kiss in the corner of a room,

Blooming those hearts, quickly shedding all gloom.








The Light That Never Goes Out


The Light That Never Goes Out      
 

Ever so slowly a thought ignites,

Creating a spark that soon will alight.

Can you feel the heat begin to warm,

Fading the cold from a heart roughly torn?



Brighter and bright it lightens the two,

Exposing then healing old wounds now so few.

Worries fade to an infinite sight,

It feels so warm like a blanket at night.



Can you feel the heat from that light?

Can you see the two burning bright?

Is this a dream? Please don’t let me wake.

I’d gladly sleep forever just for our hearts sake.



Keep the light burning, “FOREVER!” I shout.
 

For You are my light that will Never go out.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Strong


Strong


Day by day I wander through what life gives,

Thinking of how small I am in this world that lives.

Insecure and afraid, but no one can tell

Because I have built up such a thick and hard shell.

Thinking. Too much thinking and I long

Will I ever, ever be strong?


On I go, missing what started

Picturing that wonderful face when we parted.

Why is life so hard at times

When a love like ours is considered a crime?

Patience has always been a deep part of me,

But with you it disappears and it’s hard for me to see.

When will I hold you, touch you, I long.

When will I ever, ever be strong?
 

The sound of your voice lends me strength never seen,

I remember it well when times apart are lean.

Day into days I carry on the fight,

Waiting to see you and feel our spark ignite.

Brighter we grow like a windswept ember,

Building the fire only we will remember.

The rage of two souls fusing to become one,

Strong now we are. Stronger now there’s none.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Melting Time


Melting Time


All alone my thoughts had become so narrow,

Chasing slower and seeking quickly a boy with an arrow.

Tick tock and tock tick

Can’t it be faster to that historic click?

Days into Nights awaiting that chime,

Nights into Days seeming to melt away time.



 A knock appears one night on a cloud,

Who would have thought it could be so loud?

Sparing and shy their past fears show their strife,

They banish them all just to seek a new life.

Hopes become quickened and the pace seems to race,

Can it be? Will it be? Is this the face?



A slow, easy smile and the twinkle of his eyes,

Now I see further all that enlies.

Constant and gentle the touch of two souls,

Filling voids that were once nothing but holes.

Seclusion, embrace, the beat of two hearts,

Nervous and shy no longer they start.



Onwards and forwards their dreams become known,

Never to fear a life all alone.

Listening and caring and sharing their dreams,

Swept away on the light of moonbeams.

And now if you listen so closely a chime

Rings softly a kiss that begins melting their time.

One


One


The longing to add to my soul and be complete,

Modern love had told me to type up the feat.

Searching through the day to be one with another,

Can it be, will it be long to find that Other?



Old ways change to newer ways for submitting the query

False promises and bedded love only makes it more weary.

A photo of Cupid shot down with his arrow,

A reply from afar bursts forth light now not narrow.



Correspondence and talk and talk about dreams,

Sharing and finding in the light of moonbeams.

Will these two bring the One through the wire?

The candle now lit to bring forth that fire.

Anticipation of that ride to meet and become One,

A train to a destination of far greater there’s none.



A glance is given and shared between the two,

A smile and their wish is now thought anew.

The two walk the day, feeling what may,

Between words that are given and hopes that lead way.

A kiss is stolen, gladly received and done,

For only Those two souls can now become One.