Tuesday, August 21, 2007

It's All That Pitter Patter.

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now

The breeze whispered today. Spoke of moments that delved through realms of my mind that I had kept closed for oh-so-long. It isn't that I don't want to think... It's just that I've started detesting it a little too much. The thoughts always lead me back to the moon and flowing elms and rivers.

Silence is a mystery, isn't it? My own silence is a mystery. It shifts from bliss to whispers to cries and then to tears. Sometimes you just might hear my laughter... if you listen close enough that is.

I speculate a lot. Over in my mind... down in my heart. Sometimes I find all the answers I need and that scares me. Knowing what I have to do is something I don't consider a virtue. If it was... why would it scare me?

Knowing that I am being forced to let go of the hope that I had held onto for so long is a... disappointment?
No, it's a different kind of pain.

One I'll seek to heal soon.
Believe you me, I will!


I saw the rain today.
I felt the rain today.
I tried kissing it...
... I can proudly say I succeeded.

Kissing something that's fleeting is almost like a soul lost.

Which brings me to this: a kiss.

When lips meet; when hearts skip; when body temperatures rise; when aggression takes over sanity; when tongues intertwine and bodies touch ever so slowly.

The innocence of one kiss is not something to be taken lightly... It can consume your being; It can make swoon... and sometimes... sometimes it makes you cry.
Tears of passion and a knowledge that consumes you... one that relies on your intuition.

Kisses bring happiness... sometimes they bring the forbidden... and sometimes they just drive away everything you thought you stood for.


All my being
I accept your words
I know you are looking.

Peek in and out
Jump a little.
Maybe even shout.

I'll jump with you
Yell perhaps?
I can't be too loud.
Can you hear the claps?

The spirits fly
Softly and slowly
As you cry.

I'm wiping your tears
Don't you weep.
We'll waste our moments
And I shall be yours to keep.

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