| | Beside me lay no one
Silent prayers watch me weep
Restless dreams wake me
The lonely ache makes me sleep
In
a world made of roses, sometimes only the wildest of species survive
and can withstand the forces of nature. For the free of spirit lives
without bondage and loves without fault.
I would die a thousand deaths to just be able to once love someone incandescently.
I stare across my empty bed
waiting for a dream
wondering if there is true love
or is it as non-existent as it may seem
to find a partner loyal and dear
who can let this spirit fly free
to cage her in will only make
her break their heart times three
her heart aches to love someone
who can comprehend her every whim
someone bold and daring, carefree as herself
with whom she can open up and let in
she comes jaded and bitter
fears of relationships past
dreading where the future lies
losing all faith that any will last
Sometimes I just wonder...
If lost will I be found?
If sick will I be healed?
If loved will I love back?
I miss that part of me
that feels love and knows love.
I miss waking up to that
one who lays beside me.
I miss seeing her face
as my eyes open sleepily
and my body stretches.
I miss feeling her touch
albeit passionate and tender
or rough and loving.
I miss loving someone completely.
I miss her hugs.
I miss our long conversations.
I miss feeling loved and needed.
I miss feeling like a part of something really special.
I miss feeling safe enough to love completely. |
| | Posted 10/10/2006 1:08 AM - 7 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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