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Where I do not seek youYou are everywhere
where I do not seek you
I see you
sitting under the old oak
standing by my house
but it is not you
I know it isn't
I know it couldn't be
I hear you
whispering my name
in my ear
calling out for me
“don't leave me”
I feel you
your warm fingers
clasping my hand
the touch lingers
but it was never there
Would you?If I loved you for the longest and the spark faded, would you be angry?
If I left, would you chase me?
If I started to love someone else, would you be jealous?
If I still loved you, would you give me a chance?
If I cried, would you comfort me?
If I disappeared, would you search the Earth for me?
If things went wrong, would you leave me forever?
If I showed you my true self, would you love me all the same?
If one day this all ended, would you want it to start again?
My Way of Saying I Love HerI told my girlfriend as long as she's with me not to wear make up. I told her she can wear what she wants, because she's already beautiful to me regardless told her she didn't have to try to impress me, because she already does without missing a beat. It's a remarkable feat to find a woman as grand as she for you see I told her if she had any acts to drop 'Em at the front door, because I wanted to fall in love with the real her, like she fell in love with me people spend too much time trying to do everything in a relationship and forget to be happy! For where is the passion, the delicate flame of longing and desire, if you lose sight of being happy? Where's the enlightenment of being together if you learn to not even stand each other? What's the point of looking for love if you never try looking for happiness? What's the point of giving someone your heart if they don't deserve it? Let me just say I'm real when I say I'm happy, and I'm more joyous with her than without, b
Wonder of loveIn the future I wonder if I'll find love.
Or maybe it had already passed me?
In this world is love really real?
What if it's just something of our imagination?
Our soul mate maybe just be someone we think we should love.
If love is real?
Why does it hurt us so much?
Maybe you and I love each other but we don't know that either?
What if I could never find love?
Would you help me find love?
If love is really out there why does it hide so hard from us?
Do we hurt love by cheating and lying?
Maybe we have to treat love nicely and we will find true love?
I wonder I wonder I wonder.
our kisswith precision
we followed the schedule
of rehearsed walks,
and choreographed dances.
were as planned:
your suit and tie,
my gown and veil.
but God - i hope
was not an orchestration,
not some piece
not a photograph taken
to show the world
mine has no need
for an audience
or a future scrapbook.
when we were kissing,
i was somewhere else - celebrating
a marriage of hearts
that did not really care much for weddings.
i could leave the entourage,
skip the reception,
and just go home with you.
february 3, 2012
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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