So many names that sing a verse of me,
So many faces in my diary.
They are the fleeting memories of all that once was love in me.
Mandy, she was so much more to me
Then she could be,
Then ever intended.
This was love for free
With unexpected tendencies
We lay together in the Sun.
So many voices singing in the choir of this symphony
A song we sing to please our love to earn their praise
But why, oh why can’t we that sing feel just as worthy
To be loved as you who receive, all the love that we do sing?
I scream a song! My heart it bleeds, a love a life a thousand days.
These are the pages that define me!
To you and me, that has not had a chance to be anything more then a dream.
Will this ever succeed?
Will I let this pass?
Will it be strong enough to last?
A verse, a kiss, a triumphant entry
CAN IT BE!!?
I’m afraid that I will break
That which alleviates all the pressure of this manic life.
I want so bad to be near you, to sit and be….
Your skin, your eyes, your lips, your toes
I want to know! Every last inch of you.
My heart it pounds in anticipation
That one day you might accept my invitation
To love me, to love me,
just love me!
This a song I sing to her that sits in the audience.
You, my comp, you my dream
You who waits so patiently
A cloud that floats so heavenly.
Full of all that I desire, I admire
From the ground
Climbing mountains once to tall
To be that much closer to you.
I want to know you!
I want to hold you.
So long I’ve strived
So much anguish
This a dream just for you to hear this.
I will wait for you.
* * *
And time does pass with much deliberation
So much thought and contemplation.
The longer days they do penetrate
Like daggers they do infiltrate, all the armor I have put
Upon my chest.
Your love a hidden poison seeps
Into my veins like honey sweet,
But seeking to destroy it must, for love it can not be,
It is not my destiny.
I love and live alone in apathy,
Scribbling empty verses for all to hear me sing.
THIS CAN NOT EVER BE!!
My sorrow through my eyes do leak
Cleansing all that once was weak.
I will not let my heart be hurt.
I can not let myself ….fall too deep…….
Yet still the hope of love, it emanates
Just one chance to recreate
Just once, think and consecrate
The memories we made.
There must not be an end to this
This dance we find our lives with in
We have to fight for every step
Don’t’ let our time be left,
To whither in the arid air of death.
We must not give up on our chance
To be more then we should have been.