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01 April 2016

Letter Never Sent....

Dear Love,

I know that I have never been easy. I know that most of the time I have been more than difficult. Each day with you I seem to find another broken piece of me. I knew before you that I was not whole and that I was cracked; but, I never knew just how completely broken I was. I have come to the conclusion that there is no part of me that is not broken. It is simply a matter of just how broken the parts of me are. I have tried to fit my pieces back together, yet, there are so many pieces that I am not capable. I have tried to put up a wall to hide the shattered remains that are my heart and soul, and it falls and crumbles to the ground.

In front of me you stand so solid and strong and complete. You are beautiful. You are perfection. You are everything that I wish I was. You are beautiful and I am plain. You are colorful and I am monochrome. You are strong and I am pieces. You are success and I am ruins. You are the empire and I am the lost. You are the Sun and I am the shadow. You are the Moon and I am the darkness. You are the stars and I am the dust.

So I sit in my corner and try to pick up my pieces. Then the gales blow and they are scattered again. I sit in my corner and try to fit the pieces together. Then the hail comes and knocks them down again. I sit in my corner and try to color my pieces. Then the darkness comes and hides it all. Every time I try, it is not enough.

You are there forever in my view. I am forever in love with you. So I stay in my corner and I keep trying, even when I am lost, even when I am tired, even when I am defeated, even when I am alone. I hope and pray that you see me trying and that it matters to you. I hope and pray that you will be patient with me. I hope that you will not give up on me.

I hope.....

31 March 2016

The Mountian

You climb the mountain
Only to stumble and fall
Skinned knees and
Scrapped hands

You shed your tears
Catch your breath
Stand up and
Dust off

You try again
Only to fall again
Bruises and blood
More scars

You hang your head
Hide your tears
Silent screams and
Waves of doubt

You look around
No one seen
Eyes to the sky
Silence

You start again
Just another round
One more time
One more

01 February 2016

My Addiction

I miss you so.
I miss the sound of your voice.
I miss the smile spreading across your face.
I miss the touch of your hand.
I miss the way you make me feel.
I miss that look and wink.
I miss coffee in bed.
I miss blankets on the terrace.
I miss stolen covers.
I miss kisses in the rain.
I miss sharing gyros.
I miss laughing over drinks.
I miss afternoon delights.
I miss slow dancing at home.
I miss walking in the snow.
I miss 'tickets' on the train.
I miss your shoulder.
I miss your chest.
I miss your arms.
I miss you!
All of you!

14 January 2016

Dreams to Reality

The first day was magic
You were like a dream
A dream that I dared not dream

The first hello was spell binding
Your voice was a song
A song that sung to my soul

The first kiss was all consuming
You took me in like a child
A child lost and finally found

The first embrace was pure heaven
Your arms were strong and protective
A heaven to protect me always

The first night was unimaginable
You were perfection in the flesh
A perfection that shone on me

The first caress was captivating
You held my breath, my heart beat
A moment in time unending

Every first with you is phenomenal
You are truly pulchritudinous
A dream made real for me

Editorial Note:

I am not a very intentional writer. No matter how much of a plan I may have before I sit down to write, I very rarely seem able to finish ...