What could be?
Will it ever?
Is it destiny?
Or just a dream?
Fm 1-22-09
Understanding through the confusion
Answers only lend to more questions
Convenience is assumed as sublime
Dangerous sentiment of the mind
The path ahead runs in tangles
Paved by once brave hearts now mangled
What if’s make the causeway rocky
Possibilities along the side a mockery
A boundary once lifted is drawn again
Why the sudden refusal to give in to sin?
By whose seduction is pressure made?
What life will you give in this trade?
This story eventually has an ending
Not always happy, a heart is mending
Fm 1-22-09
Boundary line lifted
By a lover’s seduction
Temptation only tasted
By accidental provocation
Fm 1-22-09
It is a song to be true
Mastering the notes of me and you
A melody of hearts delight
Beats played on a pulse’s might
We’ve sung together for a time
A tale of two lives intertwined
Yet there always seems a need
An undercurrent, another beat
Something missing from the tune
A voice of the song’s truest muse
Quietly and timidly it hums along
A sound we can’t put a finger on
This voice seems of no consequence
Yet, without it, we make no sense
Quietly hush the front of the band
Let the background take command
Is this the music we’ve been looking for?
This back-up melody so long ignored
Encourage the words of this stifled tune
Now in forefront it’s become our muse
Fm 1-20-09
Dance with me through the night
Let me take your hand in the dark
Eyes can’t see who pulls you away
When there is no light upon my face
Dance with me through the day
Meet my eyes with your steady gaze
Have no fear of untoward intentions
No lies will ever slip these lips
Dance with me through the past
Days of childhood and passions lost
Stories of adventures in imagination
Do you search today for what’s lost to then?
Dance with me through the present
Look before you not over my shoulder
Hand upon chest, follow the rhythm of my heart
Take this moment and step to the now
Dance with me through the future
I haven’t all the steps worked out
I need a strong partner with courage and wit
Take my hand, spin my world, and take the lead
Fm 1-19-09
I see you watching me
Why all the sudden curiosity?
I haven't given you a second thought
It doesn't mean I'm cruel
Just confirms the infatuation
The glimmer and shine wore away
Revealing the mundane facts
The reasons we would never mesh
I ached and worried about the words
What to say in letting you go
How to not destroy your fragile ego
I made it simple and spoke the truth
You didn't press me for details
Suddenly you're looking into my world
Do you want an explanation?
Do you want the reasons why?
You'd have them if you'd paid attention
That's all the answer I'll give
Go on and get on with life
Or stand there and let it pass
Either way you can watch
As I dance past and move out of sight
Fm 1-17-09
My anger blossoms
Disturbs my peace
The pleasure was short lived
As simple dreams can be
Now the nightmare begins
And I can't wait to wake
From this place of your tragedy
Your never ending misery
I'll not lose my joy to you
Fm 12-28-08
Sun rages through the trees
Orange and angry it's time to sleep
Empty field stretches on and on
Fog clawing it's way to the ground
The last sunbeam flickers
Leaves the stars to shine
Moonbeams bounce in the mist
Blurring the crispness of the scene
Another day come to a close
Night brings the danger of sleep
And travel to the misty edge of dreams
Clenched jaw determined to see the night
Eyes wide open to this waking fright
Sleep will bring no peace
Why rest? Only to wake in screams
Another evening crawls towards morning
Heavy lids on tired eyes ever patient
As the moon climbs across the sky
Moonlight gives way to pink and purple clouds
Sun's joyous rise lost as eyes flutter closed
Fm 1-8-09
Lips sealed
Hands clenched
Let me speak
Bear my soul
I'm done
Through with you
With this charade
Over the sham
I'm restless
Need to move
Away from this
From you
Your edge
Muscles sore
Tension released
Simple words
I'm free
Fm 1-8-09
I am a fixer
A seamstress of souls
Tailor of hearts
Seam ripper never my tool
I thread my needle
With the string of love
Set to work again
But, this time
This singular soul
Has more holes
Than I have patches
My thread
Never long enough
And yet I sew
As each tear repairs
Another always appears
With childish frustration
I set down my work
It is then I realize
As I fix your rips
It is with my heart string
The holes are in my soul
I've torn myself apart
To put you together
Yet you pick at my seams
I can't fix
What's unwilling to be repaired
And it's finally time
To fix me
I am a fixer
Fm 1-8-09
Hands bound behind back
Ignorance the biting rope
Truth tears more than string
Fm 1-3-09
COMMENTS
-
LittleDrake
22:01 Jan 22 2009
Very neat,Click on my username