I long for the day we will meet again
On some beach somewhere-
       heaven sent.
Where time is only counted by
       moments spent with you.
And the entrancing summer breeze,
       keeps us anew.
The days and nights will melt to one.
And moments forever linger-
       they'll never be gone

i stare at the moon
gallantly hovering amongst the stars
knowing, hoping, wishing
you aren't just as far.

the Moon smiles back
slowly, and all at once.
diminishing my fears--
inside, I blush.

for the stars, like me,
play hide and go seek.
but the Moon always knows
the solemn secrets i keep.

I have a frostbitten heart
Piercing chills run through my veins
Nothing left to warm me
Nothing to take back the pain

I have a frostbitten heart
And I have an inkling as to why
The girl you used to know
Has died, all at once, inside.

Sorrow is a beautiful emotion.
       From it therein lies heartache, loss,
       and longing.
But what if sorrow did not exist?
       Would we then not know the joys
       of life- and how transcending
       tears can be?
I catch myself uncontrollable at times;
        My emotions making a mess of
        my spirit.
But in times of sorrow I realize-
        How lucky I am to feel it.

Drink up my words
      that fall from my mouth,
              and into your soul.

Melt my spirit with kisses
       that come from your heart
              and mend what's lost.

Place my heart on a shelf
       that only you can reach
              and only you can keep.

Touch my scars with sweetness
        that diminish my hurt
              and make me whole, once again.

Remember the love from sorrow
        that blossoms and shines
              and makes me realize,
                     how lucky you're mine.

Caress my curves;
      speak softly; your lips
touch mine with grace.

Trace the knolls and shallows of flesh.

Speak nothing more,
       nothing less.

Feel my heart, as it beats with yours.
Once a lone soul,
        awakened to yours.

You crept in my life
Like a sudden gust of wind
Caught in your web
I swore I'd never play in.
You saw my spirit
Through the shadows I cast
But now I'm left to wonder
Will the web you wove last?

When the stars align
and the sunshine arrives
at the right place
at the right time
...I am alive.

42.
Aged, but not old.
Handsome, but not boyish.
Passionate, but confused with this.

22.
Young, but wise.
Beautiful, but naïve.
Quiet, but not stupid.

20.
Years between us.
Does it matter? Said my brain
Let me speak. Replied my heart

3.
Months together.
No more.
No less.

0.
Time has stopped.
And what do I see?
A happily puzzled face,
Looking back at me.

I used to think I would never be the same, that my world and life would be forever in a deficit from our time together. But the truth in life is that the only happiness to be obtained is entirely up to you. I have found that what we shared was love, is love, and will always be love. Not because I want it to be, but because it simply is. We simply are. Just because I have not met someone that has reflected the same love back does not mean I never will again. But I know now that no matter what, I will always have you. You will always be on my side. And I will have no problems or worries in my life knowing our love will keep me alive, while we lead two lives apart. Not by choice, but because not all love is meant to be shared, but rather, realized.

If there's always a battle,
deep within your heart,
how then do you know;
When it stops? When it starts?

don't forget about us, my dear.
the silence is too sullen for me to bear.

your stare, in silence, is what we had--
gazing deeply, falling sweetly.

you had the only key that could unlock
what others had sought.

but like time and time again,
Time always wins.

the key is lost,
my betrothed.

in the sea of despair,
...i rather fancy it there.

You confuse me
In the most mysterious ways
You admire me
With the most consistent grace
You break me
With the most passionate lays
You love me
In lieu of your face

I mustn't question the journey
I could never conceive a way
Until the day you entered my life
And all my worries went away

I hope my whispers to the sky
Make their way to you
By way of love
In our faire of friendship
Touching the crevices of you
Only exposed
When the soul is weak
To remind you, that you and I,
Are not so different
But much more alike
Than the stars in the sky.
May the love we have
Not be troubled by torment
But rather,
Contently drift with the gusts,
To where they may lead.

the leaves are rustling outside of my bedroom window, kissed half with sweet sunlight, and half with death.

the branches, broad, and bows dancing, twinkle the leaves; entrancing.

the roots are deep, steadfast, and true.
unlike the man I thought I knew.

There comes a time
When your choice of words
(Is really all you own)
But even more powerful
Than words you choose,
Is the silence
(that chills you)
To the bone.

How beautiful it is,
to see you gazing, ardently,
when you think I'm not watching...