Ten years gone since the night we met
At some forgotten theater show
Ever since I looked into your eyes
I've had feelings inside that grow.

Was just a boy, and oh so shy
Found the courage to ask you out
We got lost on our Moonlight Drive
But you, there was something about.

Hand in hand chasing spirits and life
Until you left to follow your dreams
Saying "there's a chance on down the line"
Now you've come back to me it seems.

Fire rekindled from the embers cold
You've breathed life into me anew
A forever part of who I am
My sweet Jordan, if you only knew...

Precious is the time that's ours
The moments that we share
When the minutes seem like hours
And the sun shines off your hair,

A moment that lasts forever
With you in my heart
When we are together
Is where the moment starts,

There's time forever passing
As the clock is ticking too
With nothing that's everlasting
Will I be without you?

What do our future's bring
Will the moment come again
Here remembering all things
Time will someday mend

Apparitions appear as silence grows
Hauntings no one else can see
Thoughts come fast of all that was
With some that will never be.

A fire once bright slowly fades
Embers left loose and cold
Forgotten one in the wilderness lost
Here remaining to only grow old.

Heart to give, hands that move
Wasted well before their time
Dealt hurts transgressed constant play
In a mind that's lost sublime.

New days that pass, harder still
Desires to give up the ghost
All out of fight, still struggle on
With memories of ones loved the most.

She's a brown-eyed girl
with the softest red hair,
Both seem to sparkle
As the sun shines the air

she has a heart so pure
With a voice so sweet,
suspended somewhere between
where real and dreams meet

There's a tingle to her touch
In her fingertips a spark,
The flame that is felt
Is a light to the dark

A flashback to a time
Before life moved too fast,
A classic beauty plucked
From a picture of the past

Longing now for a day
Ms. Mary feels the same,
Here friendzoned stuck
Writing poems so lame...

Water breaks on rocks,
Unyielding in their stand
Yet the flow is patient
Constant in an assault
Not planned but predestined.
With time stones become complacent
Feeling safe, they slumber
Eroded too slow to notice.
Settings change around this battle
Old forests take witness
To events not understood.
Withered before learning
The river is naught but a quarry
Molding the rocks to it's bidding.
To what end, cannot be seen
Will the stones break
Before the water dries?

Ephemeral.
Character Forgotten,
Reflection now amorphous.
Fire choked off
Blanketed by lies,
But you said forever...

Barely alive.
Lost on a mountain once known
Hunger fades as emotions become numb
This is it.
Not quite what was expected
Still a calm.
Accepting.
There is no way back,
No fight left.
Eyes close for what
Feels like the last time.
All grows silent.

Awaken.
Am I dead?
Everything is white.
Wait, is it only my eyes adjusting?
Recognizing the voice of birds,
A strange noise is heard
Somewhere in the distance.
Still confused,
Yet the sound is known.
Laughter.

But who could be out here
So far from everything familiar?
Am I hallucinating?
No.
The sound grows louder, closer
Someone is here.
How can this be?
Slowly rising to my feet
Drawing nearer to the source,
The way is lead beyond all control.

Frolicing.
A child runs through the fields
Giggling, she is being chased.
A mother closeley behind
Allowing her to stay just ahead.
As they draw closer,
I am still unnoticed
Then it happens.
Eyes lock with the elder of the two
Frozen in place.
Body knowing not how to react
To the vision at hand.

Face to Face,
No words exchanged.
All is said from a look alone
Feeling inside a warmth unexplained.
Knowing now I am not
Alone in this wilderness,
Seeing everything in eyes so deep
They begin to skip away.
Following suite.
Like it was supposed to be this way.
I have been found.

Who is this stranger?
I can feel myself
Looking into the mirror,
But the reflection is not known.
Hands withdraw cups of water
For a face that needs a shave,
Shaking the extra away.
Even the eyes are different
Changed from what’s been seen.
Is this a curse?
Feeling outside my body
Watching life with no control,
The stranger leaves the room.
He forgets to eat today,
A common occurrence it seems.
Growing weak for a while
It goes unnoticed,
No one left watching
Fading slowly to obscurity,
Am I lost forever?

The world was full of magic once
Possibility and hope abounding
Believing anything can happen
In the wanderlust surrounding,

With each year in passing
The sparkle begun to fade
Leaving behind only shadows
Of memories that were made,

Hearts become cold hardened
As all smiles disappear
Losing sight of what's important
In a vision no longer clear,

Sitting still in the silence
Of this vast prosaic void
Softly comes the sound of
Something forgotten, once enjoyed,

Laughter heard, at first distant
Colors slowly creep back in
It's the Sprites! They are singing
Could it be the time again?

On the path of illumination
Was just blinded for awhile
I saw it again today
There is magic in your smile

Broken once more, into pieces I lay,
A puzzle to put back together.
I've lost count of the times this has happened.
It never goes back quite the same, I wonder,
Do any original pieces remain?

Once together, the picture is unrecognizable,
Feelings no longer matching what gazes back.
Fantasizing of throwing the puzzle against the wall.
If I can control the break, just maybe,
I can pick the pieces to rebuild.

Or is too late, the time being passed,
For the puzzle to even matter?
What if it's just left lying on the floor?
If I don't pick it up, let it be,
Will anyone even notice it's missing?

I dream sometimes, in bed at night,
Longing for someone to find a piece.
Maybe it's the one fragment they need.
Or was it already discarded, tossed away,
Lost now to time forever.

Full of foolish hopes, sweet lucid dreams,
Clouded conflicted is the man alone.
Maybe only the idea is left.
All out of answers, this puzzle me,
Whose pieces will ever fit mine?

Come summer, arise
From fertile ashes of spring-
Winter she erased.

Lost.
How did I get to this point?
When I started this journey
I knew the way.
Not the paths,
But the destination.
A little further
I would venture each time
Always able to find the way back.

Each time returned
Less was known.
Voices grew quiet,
Yet still I remembered
From where I came.
Confident this would
Always be the case.
Longer gone I would stay.

The paths have been overtaken,
Bridges washed out.
Higher I journeyed trying
To see out of the woods.
Reaching the summit,
Eyes slowly adjust to the sun.

An endless sea of unknown
Returns with the gaze.
Panic.
Knowing not the way,
Forgetting all direction.
No search party coming.
Who will find me?