(A missive to the "Thursday Guy")

Pause, I tight my eyelid,

there your face again,

Lovely and winning.

Suddenly Interfered my mind,

Thereupon rested and died.

I can no longer pick you up,

In an opening w/c is abounding

Abounded by the thoughts of you

My mind, I was speaking (of).

On the Ascension Day, Maundy and Holy alike,

I am smiling deepest and ceasing the time.

I held on for you, I stared then,

(though your eyes are daft),

Foolish, Crazy, even though I was,

every hour.

Oldness has gone, I flew.

Withal,

You are still a beauty even in fancy

In truth,

I cleave solely in your memory.

Your hair, dawning from your eyes

Succored the threshold of my fantasy.

I intend to whisper a truth

Some words that will embody my longing

I don't want you to, all but dwell on my fancy

But to breathe with me in solidity.

Please, once again, I want to gain a stare.

-C.

What else can this mind say now?
with a heart that is already silent and aloof.
Yet, memories are lucid
and the taste of the old happiness is clear.

Joy, bring it on.
Hand yourself to her.
While mine, a history that shall be boost .
So let life begets the transparency of truth.

oh, this was it.
the scent that snatched you.
reminiscent of the sec that binds you
to me
to my being.

it  was almost blown (fr my recollection).

My back froze in friction

My sight locates your presence

My ear grasp the loud echo of your boom set

My cardio pounded in awe

I attempted a gaze but your eyes looked away

I put a smile for you, but your face remained asleep

When will I be rewarded by my effort not unforcedly sounded?

For I eyed to you a twin of my past who plastered my mind of his memory foremost

I came across a song, a song you find appealing

(A song that he feasted too...)

You are my torture like the way he eventually be

Time after time you tresspass my unity

Thereafter sorrow visits me

Then my mind's suddenly puzzled

If you don't coincide my past,

Will I offer similar fascination?

I'm not sure.

Tall at the end of the shore, unescorted

As I eye you blur in distance

My naked feet on ground are ***** and stuck in long halt.

I hissed my solitude, I puffed the exhaust of your nearing,

Your coming, It is no beyond unattainable so I ought not be afraid.

Forever is what my heart aspire

So I stood tall, steady and untired.

I kept my knees unflex, hands rested on my chest,

The depth of longing pounding intensely,

Passion its beating, clearly and sunshiny.  

Along these lines,

Listen as the wind speaks my voice,

mindful and intent,

If, if only this is bright,

If, if only you care for a halt,

Then the heart is queer,

Will you row me in my endless dreams?