Eyes meet
A smile follows
One step, then another
Repeat, until face to face
Words flow
Into sentences
Which pour out into conversation
Time passes
The crowd thins
Time to leave,
Time to part.
An embrace,
Then farewell.
Then...farewell.

So many words, tracing circles in my mind,
I break them apart and force them into lines
Tracing them back to their origins
Finding that they all lead back to you.
What exactly do you mean to me?
I myself cannot rightly say.
Should I think about it some more?
Or try to put this out of mind?
My mind is frantic
You permeate my sleep
Only dreams that I dream
I dream of you.
I want to tell you my mind, my heart, my love,
Sharing what I am, how I feel,
But I can't, I won't, I will!
When it comes to that time,
Oh how I hope that your wish
Is the same as mine.

Simple words form a stream,
Which flows, gentle, through the woods
That are my soul.
Laid bare before the world
Truth, unabashed springs forth.
All speaks to me.

I take what inspires,
And write these words for all
To look and see.
Perhaps to you it will be,
Something big, something small,
A thought it sires.

Simple though it may be,
Everything has its worth,
A love to hold.
You lose what made it whole,
Ruining these fresh goods,
For a rhyme scheme.

I want to ask. I wish to know.
Do you love me as I love you?
I'd travel far beyond the stars
Bringing back everything I found
To share with you for all of time.
My heart for yours.

Do you understand? Do you know?
The ghost of a thought in your mind?
I'm terrified that you will leave
And never know the pain I feel.
Please, I beg of you, take this dream
And make it real.

Death has taken me in my time,
I have been buried without breath.
My life washed away before my
Unseeing eyes.

Rebirth! Eyes that saw only death
Now see naught but the purest light,
Never but unapproach-ed light.
Sanctuary.

I am safe here, far from the world,
Strong are my walls, guarded my heart.
Chains are my freedom, I reach out
Bringing forth life.

I am the final of Days
And I'm here to hear your sorrow
I will listen to your every word
Then softly end tomorrow.

I am the End of Time,
Vast in all my power.
I am the final judge
Visited in the last hour.

I am the Beginning
To my will, all will bend.
To me, all will succumb,
For I am the End.

Faces pass by me
In a ceaseless crowd.
I am overwhelemed,
With the task
To which I am bound.

Compassion can ****,
I feel it in my soul.
For the tears of man
Quickly overflow.

I cry pardon to the masses,
Yet they do not Understand.
The Truth is before them,
But no one raises a hand.

I wish it were simple,
Easy too.
But if that were the case,
The Word would not be true.

A seed is planted and
Watered by some.
But only by His Hand,
will fruit ever be grown.