I need not your words,
I need your presence,
bring symphony to thine verse,
actualization.
let me touch your love
drip through me like light from early morning sun above
I am a wanderer lost in your smile,
lead me to your hearth  
show me where I can embrace you for I seek your warmth.
for you are my rest
and you are my waking.
there will never be a sensation like you,
forever none surpassing.

Paragraph to paragraph
Reading away from myself.
Drifting from what is needed
Swallowed into a useless realm.
"Mind, get me through the day, will you?
I promise to entertain your earthly bliss."
Yet the more I resist,
A thought surfaces—
How foolish of me
To not think time a luxury!
So, I pick up my pen,
Bury my nose into the depths of the books
Find my little dream resting on its pages—
Waiting to be read, to be true.