Thursday, June 25, 2009

Love comes through like a hurricane.

Thunder rumbles off in the distance as everything i wanted falls apart.
Realization sets in.
Alone... always and forever with no glimpse of someone in my life to make me happy.
Stranded inside my own body as if a prisoner to my deteriorating mind.
Hopeless and yet i can no longer produce tears from eyes to feel sorry for something i knew would happen.
A dream turned into another nightmare within hours of sleep.
Restless as i recover from the damage of Hurricane Cupid.
My heart ripped off it's foundation.
Hurled into the sea of pity.
Drowning in sweet serenity.
My heart beats faster and faster and my eyes pixelate as everything goes dark.
The eye of the storm.
Calm for just a minute.
Silence fills the air.
Cloudy skies clear as the damage is seen.
Unmistakeable as blood runs in the streets.
Floods of pain rush down the drains.
Homeless hearts look around for anything that remains.
Jagged edges and rough corners is all that can be seen as the smoke clears.
Dripping with rage and anger the storm passes over another innocent soul.
Waiting for help, waiting for recovery, waiting for protection.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

1,025 miles

The touch of your skin against mine is gone for now.
The sound of your voice disapears from my mind.
The taste of your lips vanish as i urn to see you looking into my eyes so softly.
Listening to you breathe as you lie in my arms.
Gently rubbing my hands through your hair as you cuddle up on my chest.
Slowly you drift off to sleep as i gently hold you tighter.
Giving in to every temptation.
My eye lids fall heavy as your body warmth aids in my decent into dreams.
Waking up to having to say goodbye.
1,025 miles away.
Unable to feel your touch, unable to see your smile.
Your scent no longer lingers on my clothes.
Visions of days past is all i have for now.
Waiting for the moment our lips can meet again.
Waiting to show you all the thigns i cannot put into words.
In the end, i just want to hold your hand.