You put me under pressure daily

and

I love it

I'd rather
spend one moment
in your arms...

than an whole eternity
in Heaven.

I lay myself open to you...

Like a thumb worn novel

aspiring to be a classical romance...

coming off as a cheap
dime store
rag

My lines less Tennyson and Shelley
more Micky Spillani

yet feel the warmth of each page
once pressed against
my aching
breast

for it heard my needful heart
tasted my tears

Read between the lines
find the nervous boy behind the man

all fingers and thumbs
typing out words his Tongue
could never
speak

Each comma each fullstop
an anxious
drawn
out breath...

as I thought of you discarding me

in pursuit of passion

yet know the foreword and the photograph
do no justice to my ache
for you

to find me
there amongst the metaphors

waiting...

for you alone
to know the real me.

So here i am
Here i stand
At what deems to be the End
Yet a journey anew begin
To every tear ive shed
Just brought out in me the best
And i know now my tears
Arent of sorrow or grief
But happiness and hope i do belief

So here i am
My heart open wide for lifes possibilities
My mind stained wiTh memories of yesterday
And my journey is just beginning

For fear have seized
Hope brought new belief
And i will be ok

So here i am
With anticipation of someone too
Travel down the future
Yet im going it alone
How deep this feelin
Of time to bring healin
In this my eager soul

So here i am
At the end -not yet beginnin
With a hope deep inside
Like the ocean and the tide
New dreams on the horizon
Yet its only me
And my own shadow i see

So here"s my plea
That you"ll remember me
With humility i brought my feelings
And through time-ive found healin
To make me strong again

Ive been cleaned
From my feelings
Of fear and despair
Now i stretch ahead
To the future you see
Even though im stiLl dealing
With doubt in my heart

So here i am

Please

Forget me not!

Love to live...

live to love...

either way
be
happy.

Happiness
is
a gift given men
to give
women pleasure