My Tomorrow


Sitting
in the silence of midnight
wondering
if my tomorrow
will be a cruel forever

So much
of who we were
has been left
here
with me
to ponder
to cry over
to miss
to hurt

Sitting
in the silence of midnight
wondering
if my tomorrow
will by chance
see you
maybe talk to you
maybe hold you
or if the days gone by
are just that
days that have passed

I want to be stronger
than I am now
but something is missing
you
love
us

Ha ha

Ha ha
ain't life funny
kind of bitter
but damn
more often than not
sweeter
than honey

In the scheme
of things
stars
will rise
some will fall
and in between
there's just enough
wishes
for us all

So even if
rain
enters the open window
chalk it up to
one of things that just happens
but don't let it dampen
the rest of your day
as they always say
(ahem) happens anyway

So let it rain

You know
the more I think
the less I worry
about how others feel
or if
what I feel is real
I guess
it's like
putting things
in perspective
if you breathe
you gotta live

So I'm gonna make it rain

Melting Point

Can you
hear my whispers
as I scream
ever so softly
please
don’t stop

It is
as if
my soul were melting
from the burning desire
of your touch
gently
exploring my weakness
as I give you
me
from the time dusk settles above the city
till the morning light
awakens me
from this too real to be true
dream

Tell me
can you
hear my whispers
as I scream your name
in the midst
of our souls entanglement

Grasping
the sheets
while chasing air to breathe
as you relentlessly
pursue every secret
within me
so many of my thoughts
travel the course of your hands
as you touch me
from head
to toe
to the depths
of who I am

Mic drop

I like this!!!!! Quite deep

Eventually

When
I ask
she says
eventually
so I wait

In my mind's
silence
patience has run its course
because all I do
is think
of her
of us
and the possibilities

I don't mean
to rush her
and yes
the longer we wait
the more
I anticipate
which
I guess isn't a bad thing
but I wish she could
just give me an idea
as to when
and all she says is
eventually

This is cool. Like it

Hot

The way
you move
dangerously
seductive
elegant
with a twist of mmm

I want to
reach over
to you
touch you
but I can't
because I'm mesmerized
and I like it
damn I like it

I wish
I knew
your thoughts
what makes you
do
the things you
do
to me
it's as if
you know
you're my fantasy

Damn
tonight
is as beautiful
as a painting
of a flowing river
under the sun's hot torment
hot
burning hot
and I like it
damn I like it

Short but detailed . . . perfect

Riverspirit thank you!!

And Queenie you made my day . . . thank you so much. I do my best

Riverspirit thank you!!

And Queenie you made my day . . . thank you so much. I do my best

Leap of Faith


I want to share the wind with you
to feel the angel's breath
as it carries us
to places unknown

I want to soar with you
through the clouds
and the stars
as we discover the beauty of love

If we could just fly
if we could just
step out onto life's edge
and take that leap of faith
I'm sure we would find
the perfect place
to settle down

Beautifully Confused

Breath
against my flesh
feels like every unspoken word
within
every stolen moment
emotions
haunting my soul
until I shiver

I want
and need
this
yet there is this fear
of having you discover me
a fear
of never wanting to know
tonight's ending

Breath
against my flesh
it is so hot
so gentle
I close my eyes
I see you
I feel you
I beg you
please

There is
a rush
from deep within
and I do not know what to do
should I
whisper I love you
or
should I
remain silent
and let this be who we are
I am
so beautifully
confused

This Old Guitar


I close my eyes
and begin to strum
each note I play
feels as if I'm searching for a rhythm
to call my own

I keep playing
this old guitar
with no destiny in mind
only the now
and my soul
plucking each string
until there's a meaning to this noise

Soon
a song comes
from the melodic melancholy
of my fingers
and this old guitar
not a cloud in sight either
just the sun
and music

It's not necessarily perfect
but it is a day
unlike most others
and for that
I sing
as I keep playing
this old guitar

Night Waves


My soul
tonight
can feel
the angel's gentle sigh
as the poetic silhouette
of clouds
intermingling
with the moon's absolute light
opens my heart
to the true meaning of letting go

There is a peaceful beauty
in the ocean's quiet noise
as it races upon the shore
to drown
my thoughts
within the never ending rhythm
of the night's waves

My footprints
have disappeared
washed away into a nothingness
that will never again be
so there is no reason to look back
and besides
I know where I've been
my past will always be a part of me
I will always remember
the good
and the bad
but it is the tomorrow
never promised me
that I now yearn for
to see the rise
of morning's absolute light
to open my heart
to the true meaning of beginning anew

I so love this . . . simple yet thought provoking!!!

Beautiful!!!!

Shy

I saw her
across the street
so far away
yet so very close

My feet
would not move
and my voice had abandoned me
so all I could do
was watch her
walk away

Panic stricken
I imagined every possible
possibility
from me some how
catching up to her
to me
never seeing her again
and everything between

Come on legs
move
give chase
mouth, come on
say something
don't let her get away

Yet there she went
one step
after another until she was too far away
it was as if
she were saying goodbye
for forever as my hopes faded
into the reality
that I am so very shy

I Lied

The first
held my soul's pain
as the next one
held
your reflection

Tempted
to speak
to ask why
because I need to know
but there are no words
only the rain

It hurts
more than I could have ever imagined
though I'm unsure
of which part
hurts the most

The broken promise
tomorrow's difference
or tonight
when I am alone
thinking
remembering
wanting
to feel you still next to me

I wipe my eyes
telling myself
that by doing so
I wipe away
the pain
and like you
I lied
because it doesn't stop
the rain keeps falling
until all that I am
is a puddle of confusion
and it hurts
more than I could ever have ever imagined

Clock on the Wall

The unnecessary toil
of its hands
over and over
and over
as if searching for something new
while leaving
our love
to fight tonight
more time

I want to ask
why not
i's not as if its hands
have not been where they are heading to
once again
so why not
why not just stop
just this one time
so that tonight will last for forever

But it's just there
on the wall
me watching it
and it
seemingly
watching me

The sound
of tick tock
tick tock
repeatedly
over and over
and over again
with its unnecessary toil
tick tock
tick tock
and no matter how hard we try
there is never enough time
for you and I