Do you know what it's like
to feel the limits of time
against your heart
to rest in a fallible place
seeing clearly the last grain of sand fall
declaring the moment
the end of hope to carry out a mission
a vision
from decisions
you refused to make
steps you refused to take
'i love you's'
you failed to say
or even whisper
have your eyes ever looked in a mirror
and seen such a glare
D I S A P P O I N T M E N T
from missing an appointment
filled with blossoming orange and fuschia gladiolas
and even some in full bloom
with nectar at their center too saccharine even for a bee's tongue
i wanted to taste you.
and instead of using my index finger to scoop up your essence
i let fear paralyze the progression
and it's much deeper than even kryptonite to superman
i mean it's more like Christopher Reeve
still
yet aging
not able to go backward
only to face what lies ahead
Now i'm sleeping
left dreaming
of all the NOW infinite IMpossibilities
my eyes looking out
while traveling over the deep sea of self apologies
for never trying to even hold your hand
Oh how i wish i could flip this hourglass back to when i was 10...
and fearless of
rejection.
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 9:54 AM UTC
Do you know what it's like
to feel the limits of time
against your heart
to rest in a fallible place
seeing clearly the last grain of sand fall
declaring the moment
the end of hope to carry out a mission
a vision
from decisions
you refused to make
steps you refused to take
'i love you's'
you failed to say
or even whisper
have your eyes ever looked in a mirror
and seen such a glare
D I S A P P O I N T M E N T
from missing an appointment
filled with blossoming orange and fuschia gladiolas
and even some in full bloom
with nectar at their center too saccharine even for a bee's tongue
i wanted to taste you.
and instead of using my index finger to scoop up your essence
i let fear paralyze the progression
and it's much deeper than even kryptonite to superman
i mean it's more like Christopher Reeve
still
yet aging
not able to go backward
only to face what lies ahead
Now i'm sleeping
left dreaming
of all the NOW infinite IMpossibilities
my eyes looking out
while traveling over the deep sea of self apologies
for never trying to even hold your hand
Oh how i wish i could flip this hourglass back to when i was 10...
and fearless of
rejection.
©14 June 2009