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I tried to
Hold on to you
When I saw
I couldn't stop ... What you were going through

Time does not
Heal a whole lot
Of all those things ..that get caught
In those memories that we never wanted to forget

They are all so
Caught up in that flow
So all I really know
Is that we keep it all or we let it all go

     Let it all go......

So do you think
We might cease to sink
If I hold onto you so tight and never blink
Because...I fear if I take my eyes off you ...you will disappear

Now I see that I
Am reflected in your eye
So yes yes yes I want to try
To see that gleam in your eye
that for so long now...
I havent seen

It tells me that you are willing
To let the past go ...to flow
Away down that lonesome stream
As we stood there on the bank
I wait to fill in that first new blank

Slowly I see you begin to smile
I keep watching and after a while
Your eyes began to dance ..and I
I had to ...had to laugh out loud
          At the wonder of the fates

That had
Brought us...to this place
At this particular time
When we knew we could
Let it all go ...to be erased

Lost you once before
And the reality of that fact
Took me so far away from shore
To leave me ...is to leave me
Drowning in the sea... of misery

Hey dear! I see you there
As I hope you see me here
It matters not to me where we go from here
As long as you too want to be there

   For me...

That much is crystal clear

So as we let the past just fall away
Starting all over..fresh and new
And yes I see your smile and your dancing blue eyes

Love always lives ....
.....if hope never dies .
Is reality real
Or creating a lie
Is alive truly living
Or waiting to die
Is it finding out why
This body exists
Or discovering how
After death it persists
As our conscious amidst
An oblivious bliss
Do we still perceive
Of conception's abyss
Or become nothingness
On a thoughtless vacation
Of permanent time  
Could it be empty spaces
Are all that we find
Devoid in our mind
Would all purpose forego
Each moment of meaning
How could it be so?
With all that we know
And all that we feel
We're still left to question
Is anything real
 Feb 2017 Ravanna Dee
Maria Etre
I tasted your fire
and now I am
in love with the
burn that
lingers
on my
tongue
you're the georgia sun
autumn's breeze
glow in the dark
sundays
saturdays

i feel
like a sproutling
wishing
wanting
swaying in the breeze
until i begin to rustle
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