I can never tell you how beautiful you are
Your eyes speak of a million truths
Your smile lights up any conversation
Your lips show the purity of your heart
I can never tell you how you fill me with ardor
Or how totally amazing you just are
Your timid ways
And the sparks of brilliance that you never seem to run out of
No one compares to you
I can never tell you how much you touch my life
In a multitude of little ways
You give me something to look forward to
You are the morning sun
And the gentle evening breeze
You are the first few drops of rain
And the calm in the storm
You are the warmth on my skin
And the air that surrounds
You are everything I see
And everything I do
The day is never done without thoughts of you
Is it your radiance?
Is it your grace?
Is it every action and reaction
That shows the world
Your love and tenderness
Your fierceness and fervor?
Is it the million and one things
That go through your head?
You truly are precious
And only a fool
Would not want to be with you
For the rest of eternity.
Friday, August 29, 2003
Saturday, August 09, 2003
9 A.M.
I open my eyes
As reality stirs my consciousness
Still tossing and turning
Still wrapped in a calming warmth
Still awed by misty apparitions
Still hearing voices
In the silence and light of a new day
I am weak, starving, and lost
What happened to everything?
Where is my strength?
Why do I feel?
And what do I feel?
I wish I could just go back to that silent fallacy
That broken vision that seemed like it could last for eternity
Caught in the unceasing trance of the night
But now I have to get up and move on
Feeling like I haven’t moved in years
Not being able to open my eyes
For having them closed for all time
I seek retreat from the new day
But I am compelled to rise
Get my feet on the ground
And tread on
Dreams come at night
And days are meant to be lived
As reality stirs my consciousness
Still tossing and turning
Still wrapped in a calming warmth
Still awed by misty apparitions
Still hearing voices
In the silence and light of a new day
I am weak, starving, and lost
What happened to everything?
Where is my strength?
Why do I feel?
And what do I feel?
I wish I could just go back to that silent fallacy
That broken vision that seemed like it could last for eternity
Caught in the unceasing trance of the night
But now I have to get up and move on
Feeling like I haven’t moved in years
Not being able to open my eyes
For having them closed for all time
I seek retreat from the new day
But I am compelled to rise
Get my feet on the ground
And tread on
Dreams come at night
And days are meant to be lived
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