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Morgan Hillhouse Sep 2012
I sought to make a difference to few,
I sought to make myself matter to you.
For you are who my heart skips for
     - you are who my mind races towards.

All I wish is one second of your time,
All I want is a spare minute of your day,
All I yern for is an hour of your life.
Time spent together talking - nothing in particular,
     Just enjoying the others company.

How do I show you who I am?
How do I show you what I dream?
What will you think if I'm not as you thought?
Will I be kicked to the side to wallow alone?

Only time will tell if I can be accepted.
Only time will tell if I'm as you expected.

One moment in time to prove myself to you,
     One moment not like any other.

Just one moment in time if you please,
Just one moment in time is all we need.
Morgan Hillhouse Sep 2012
Lost-
Looking for home
Sun ablaze in his eyes
Such heat he feels it will take his soul.

Water splashes over the bow
Moisten dry lips for a second
Sun bleached clothes return with color
Heat attacks, they are left brittle as before.

Open eyes look to the horizon
Hope to have the watchful gaze of his love slips
A miricle waits for him at home.
One life that could change the furure.

An abandoned cry
The truth is too much to bare;
Coughing
Thoughts of nurture seem too far in the past to remember

A passing  moment
Shore line in sight
My love waits for me.


Lost-
Waiting to see his face
Sun spots block her view
A haze on the horizon

Waves crash upon the shore
Wet feet for an instant
Hope sings sweet songs in her heart
Not to be diminished for a second

Storm clouds start to roll in
Thunder starts to roar
A stomach full with the greatest joy
A kick and a smile

Shutteing inside for what is to come
When will he get back?
Crying
Too much pain

Storm lightens up
A mast on the water
Family whole again.
Morgan Hillhouse Sep 2012
A lost dream- story untold
Tears shed,
     Scars that need mending.
Blood runs cold - a bruise here or there
Fire burns, lost intentions
A scream in the distance,
     Nothing to gain.
Sorrow becomes the song for this maiden.

A silver lining tangles in the clouds.
A heart is pure and soft,
Challenges ahead - sorrow runs deep
The sea of love is one unknown
Appetite for someone's touch,
     Depth of passion

No map to follow,
     Journey can be harsh.
No urgency to finish the adventure.
There must be a golden light at the end...

— The End —