Plop! goes the tiny coin
Sinking into the little well
Side to side it goes before
It reaches the bottom of it

Clasped my hands together
To make a little wish
A smile creeps up my face
As I think of him

Whispers escaped my lips
I wish...
           I wish...
                      I wish...

Gentle wants no more than greed
Holding your hand in need
Of your happiness, health, peace
For your deserving self to breathe

Finest of them all
Gentlest of all lambs
Burdens for you begone
Get the things you have longed for

I wish...
           I wish...
                      I wish...

To the wishing well
Even if it may be a myth
But I always believe
Someone up there will ensure your well-being




*Even when I do not exist

He watched as she spoke
Her gentle lips moving seductively
The scent of her perfume haunting him, inside and out
Confusion in placement of words

He could find no explanation for himself
No excuses
No reasons
He was mesmerized, flooded with infatuation

The desires he had would haunt him again
At night…
During the day…
Her dark brown eyes blink right back at him
Her smiles, enthusiastic with charm

*I saw you smiling, beautifully engulfed with happiness. If I were to list the things I love about you, I could never be done with it. I saw you blush at the words I say, and I wish I could tell you them every day. Light touches on your face to feel your cheeks, firm hugs connecting body heat. Even if it was just for a second, I had you close to me.

And then you pull away
To go back to reality
Back to the reality we both will ever be facing
The reality in which
You are not with me
But him.

Those dark brown eyes...
                                ...Like the sapphire sky
                                That takes me away
                                Flies me way up high

Those gentle hues...
                         ...Like the peaceful moon
                         That soothes my blues
                        Quietly breathing pleasant tunes

Those charming gazes...
                             ...Like the charismatic sun
                             That takes me to all the places
                             Where I can dream about all the    
                            things I always wanted

Those soft, twinkling eyes...
                                  ...Like a home for the heart
                                  That allows me to rest and breathe
                                  Till I find calmness in me again