It's hard to be a dreamer
To live everyday
Fantasizing about a life
You'll likely never see

It's hard to be a dreamer
Because that dream turns to hope
And we run down a path
That's almost always a dead end

It's hard to be a dreamer
Because there are too many of us
For us all to be successful
But not enough
For us to all be understood

It's hard to be a dreamer
Because we cling to a life
That others can't see
And prove others right
When we don't achieve

It's hard to be a dreamer
Because we are the most susceptible
To heartbreak

But still we dream

Poetry is for those who write it,
not for those who read it.

Is it true?
Does my name
Drift in the wind?
Over the mountains
And across the sea?
Does it fade 
From your mind?
Like a visitor who
Has overstayed
Their time? 
Do the memories
Recede to the back
Of your mind?
Like the sun leaving 
the day behind?

why can you not hold my hand?
why, if you used to hold it so?
why is it wrong to feel my love
if that's all you used to know

why, if you had everything,
did you still choose to leave my side?
have you fallen out of love?
have you something to hide?

tell me how much more you need
to persuade you back into my sight
so many others I do not desire
for you alone I fight

take me back, back to your *****
take me into freedom's bliss
for every night you stay away
one year of love you miss

i'll never long for a sweet body
like I've longed for yours endlessly
i'll never know another soul
like the one formed between you and me

Call me love,
My heart is yours forever,
Name your price.

And I will do anything you ask of me!

I'll bring you diamonds and gold.
Be it whatever you wish.
There is not anything I wouldn't do for you love!

The secret revealed.
"Call My name and I'll Be There."

© 2013 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.