I can feel the waves flowing through me,
the vibes you let off, they consume me,
your soft blue eyes stare into me.
Releasing my soul,
you make me whole.

Your presence has me paralyzed,
my inner feelings, on the rise,
your eyes shine like the starry skies.
The love you give me,
it sets me free.

Your touch has left me numb,
your love is like no one's.
You are my one desire,
and your love, it lifts me higher.

I don't want to go any further without you.
There's nothing that I'd rather do,
than be with you.

We'll travel far, and we'll travel wide, and we will fight.
Our love is strong,
more powerful than an atom bomb.

I'm fighting this fall and I'm losing,
your lips touch mine, and they soothe me,
I have no idea what I'm doing.
I'm blind to your love,
a song unsung.

You have me coming undone,
and I think I'm in love.
This feeling is a fire,
and it keeps lifting me higher.

I want you to destroy me
because I know you'd enjoy it.

Rip me to shreds because that's what
I'll be if it means you loving me back together again.

And again.

And again.

What we've got is so horrible,
so painful, so honest, such a raw,
destructive, quality to what we call
"us" that it would almost be masochistic to go back.

Our brand of senselessness,
so alluring, and irresistibly passionate.

I cannot fathom the blandness of sanity.

They asked her what she thought about
people who suffer in silence,
longing for each others love.

She said she thought if two people were
destined to be; that their roads would
overlap in the right moment.

He smiled, thinking of her as she spoke.
She smiled at him, as she thought of
someone else.

I asked for Spring to come. . . I got Winter instead

Maybe, I fear the feels of loneliness. Lonesome. I am never alone.
The feels of being alone are so real. It is unbelievable.

When alone there are no distractions from the ambiance; the clutter; the airflow.
It is all there--visible; tangible, here.
Right in front of you!

The feeling of time, presence, existence.
It is rather simple.
Very at the surface--unless you explore.

There are hidden pathways on the playing field,
which can only be found by you.
These things are mastered alone.

Your presence.
This moment.
This fluid frozen moment.