In the warmth of your basement
We sat under sweaters and blankets
Kissing when we hit writer's block
And eventually
Writing over one another
In a startlingly permanent way

For the rest of the evening
We didn't say very much at all;
We just let the moment sink in
Under our skins
Manifesting itself
In the shivery feeling you get
When a hand
Almost touches yours

How can I write a life
     while running scattered swatting gnats
                        Grasping after dessicated joys ?
How then to draw my dream
          when focused on the **** and tats
                      Credence given unrelenting ploys ?

                  I'm concertmaster after all
                           Forgetting this
                    Direction is downfall.

It's been a while
Since I've made you smile
And now that I can again
I am left remembering
How I love the things you do
And how I want to love on you
I remember all the feelings I got
It was my heart that you caught
You captivated me with your mind
It was something I couldn't leave behind
You stole me away with your soul
Gaining your love was my goal
Not to mention all your beauty
In and out, you're perfect to me
I want to show you that every day
I'm always trying to find a way
I love you much, better believe it
I tell you now, one day you'll see it

There is a place where lovers meet,
Under an archway, twined in stone.
A solace for pain and hope,
They need to feel all is not lost.
The bridge is narrow, flimsy and halfway gone.
Paving a way for only those who dare.
They say those who kiss beneath the moonlight on that bridge,
Will find true love.

I found my love,
And waited for the star crossed lovers blessing.
I pined and cried and prayed,
For a way to be together.
We met in the center of compromise,
And still it wasn't enough.
The bridge heaved and swayed,
Moaned from the weight of a heart made heavy from unrequited love.
It sighed and gave way,
Couldnt hold the hopes of thousands anymore.