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Rustle McBride May 2016
Don't know how, but love has found me.
Came up fast, with arms around me!
I did not run. I did not hide.
I found my heart was open wide.

I'm married and I'm getting older.
Thought that love had passed me over.
But still it had something to teach me;
I'm not beyond where love can reach me.

So ashamed of what I had become.
Surprised at all I hadn't done.
Prepared to take what life had given.
Sad, resigned, and unforgiven.

And then she comes to rescue me.
Love and passion and a need to be.
Was I dead? For this is life.
For sure. And I must leave my wife.

And yet I don't know what to do...
she has a man and children, too.
And though I need her like no other,
can I take a child from his mother?

And so, from here? I cannot say.
For now I'll love her more each day.
I cannot lose this sustaining breath.
Life without love? I'd rather death.
Rustle McBride May 2016
When the pressures of life
come down on me,
and I don't know where they will end,
I think of you.
You give me hope.
You taught me to find a way, my friend.

You use pleasure
to erase my pain.
Desires to allay my fears.
You showed me
how to love again.
And that I'm worth holding near.

You showed me
that I must live on.
That love and hope, they still endure.
And though you send
me off to live,
you are the one my heart is for.
Rustle McBride May 2016
There is a place I like to go
at times I am feeling down.
A place where I can be at peace,
knowing I will not be found.

I found this place when I was young,
one time I hurt so bad.
Surprised I was to find a place,
that was as nice as I was sad.

I had spent so many afternoons
alone and feeling rotten.
But here, I found a world renewed
and cares were soon forgotten.

Ever since I've kept my place
a secret no one knows.
Worried I would lose my world
If I ever did expose.

But, I would like to tell you,
you're hurt, and I can see.
What you need is time, a place like mine,
so, I'm giving you the only key.

My place has done so much for me.
Every trial I've come through.
And if you come, with just some hope
then it can be a world for you.
Rustle McBride May 2016
I wasn't looking when I found you.
I was escaping. On the run.
My eyes were barely open.
I thought my life was all but done.

But you said "Slow. Slow. Slow it down.
Where are you running to so fast?
Don't you see me here beside you?
I'm not your future, or your past."

"I do not offer you solutions.
I'm not the answer to your prayers.
What I give you; absolution.
Permission to ignore your cares."

You said "both of us have problems.
Lives we'd like to start anew.
But second chances are a myth.
Some things in life you can't undo."

"But you and me, we can be happy.
We can give each other joy.
Just slow down, and stay beside me.
There is enough we can enjoy."

So, here I stay. I'm here beside you,
for a portion of the day.
No longer running. Not yet looking.
And I'm happy
almost every day.
Rustle McBride May 2016
I'm amazed by soft and simple skin
and a heart that will not let me in
and though I know
you won't be mine
My heart will not let me resign

Moments with you, days without
Alone with every fear and doubt
My mind must make the hurting stop
and so will do what my heart cannot
Rustle McBride May 2016
It's the middle of the night and I'm still thinking of you.
Here, tired and blue. It's for you that I long.
But, it's more than just hours and miles between us.
It's you and your life, and I just don't belong.

Once I was sure. I knew I could claim you.
Then I got caught in your eyes...my confidence lost.
You smiled and said "Don't run. I may love you."
But I don't know what that means or what it may cost.

But I do know this feeling, I cannot turn away from.
Though my counselor tells me "Be realistic and strong."
I live in a fantasy from eight to four-thirty,
Yet, here lying awake, it does not feel wrong.

I know you're unsure. Each day is a battle.
Your heart insecure. Do you even need love?
Its to these depths of despair I come so convincing,
to rescue your heart and raise you above.

See, I too am unsettled. No idea if I'm living.
I'm supposed to be grieving, or dating, or such.
Yet I wait for your call to restart my breathing.
It's the hours between when it all gets too much.

Yes, its hours as days, and nights finally over.
Doubts and dreams fade. Of just one thing I'm sure;
You'll never be mine, despite what you've told me.
But your beauty and love will keep me at your door.
Rustle McBride May 2016
It's in the eyes
of youthful play
that true dominion lies.
Building dreams up
day by day.
No limit to their size.

Little minds
and giant hearts
do more than churches can,
to bring the light
into the world
and let it shine on man.
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