The moon and the stars smile down upon me in this dark hour.
It is regrettable, that, I cannot take solice in their warm embrace;
I am lost in my own darkness.
Alone, I wait, for my emotional rescue.
My melancholy heart, drunk with dispair.
I close my eyes, drift away to another time...place.
Perhaps not even existing in this life.
But I do recall;
Amidst love's broken hold, I alone, weep and beg
for an eleemosynary soul's touch;
an all encompassing warmth.
And I cry out! "Why is it, that I cannot progress beyond myself?!".
My soul's progression, not in question, but my heart's desire;
what could be be a complete and final love and its ever elusive presence.
Absolute love is a dreamer's dream.
© 2005
It's night I find solace...
While on my travels, I find myself mildly entertained by fellow creatures of shadow.
Once in awhile, a menacing force finds it's way into the inner sanctum. It's wicked whispers, hot against my neck;
I brace myself, clinging to the safety of my willful heart.
But the beast beckons and is relentless in it's sinister pursuit.
Surrender is close--it knows. I am insane with want.
Inertia sets in and time stands still. All I have is this moment.
It is here, in my frozen refuge, that there is a glimmer of a celestial intervention--
A moment granted to decide my eternal fate;
I weep...for what appears as my weakness, but in actuality, it is for my departure.
© 2005
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