sometimes, i forget what your face looks like.
i forget your eyes that change color. i forget the shape of your lips.
i forget the texture of your hair.
and i cannot breathe. my throat closes and the pain. the pain is indescribable.
i open my mouth, with some small hope air will find it's way in.
it lasts for at least five seconds. but in that time it seems an eternity.
i close my eyes, searching every corner of my mind.

your eyes. your eyes. your eyes.

and then it's there. your smile. your smooth golden
strands intertwined in my fingers.
your face that compares to nothing else.
and your eyes.
your eyes that are green
and then grey
and then sometimes blueish grey
and how they so much remind me of a storm breaking upon a sea.
i can breathe.
except, i keep my eyes closed a little longer.
because, i want to see you.

A blindness covers me like a blanket.
The sights, sounds and smells that
once brought such joy and reassurance,
are haunting now.
The perfume, the hair, the pillow.
A light breeze, a quaint look.
You still put a smile on my face,
but it’s different now, tainted perhaps.
Conversations and dreams of the future,
relegated to mere passing comment.
Poorly timed and unfairly executed.
The tracks which once brought us together,
and carried us apart, are longer now than ever.
I still see you at night with eyes pressed tightly shut,
but by the morning you’ve gone.
It’s hard waking up knowing what you’re missing.
The strongest yet most painful feeling,
fades with the fields and blue skies.
Forgetting the most beautiful sunrise you have ever seen,
Is humoured by a tiring cliché.
But I’ve never been a fisherman.

There really isn't anything like it,

Is there?

Often-times it is intense
Sometimes your heart held-in-suspense

Your insides bursting
Your heart aflame
Sometimes you wonder
Will you feel this way again?

There really isn't anything like it,

Is there?

Your nervous heart
Your sensual mind
You recall last night
As passion climbed

It often makes you catch your breath
Without this feeling your soul bereft

They're here they're gone
You lay in-your-bed
romantic-reruns play in your head

It's so electric
It's laughing-fun
It's like a huge-embrace
From the noon-day sun

It's also sometimes
Filled with tears
Words you heard
That fan your fears

But that's what makes it the world's best drug

You grab and kiss
Just one more hug

You want this feeling to forever-last
So you create each moment
and forget the past

Sometimes those three words
They're in your head
You wish from them once more they're said

These words this feeling
And then the hush
Your heart is beating
You feel the rush

You look at them it feels-so-deep
Like eternity-in-a-moment
It's yours-to-keep

It's yours it's my mine
It's ours divine
It's never-ending
So take your time...

There really isn't anything like it,

Is there?


©8DaveWonder 2010

goodby Betty,don’t remember me
pencil your eyes dear and have a good time
with the tall tight boys at Tabari’
s,keep your teeth snowy, stick to beer and lime,
wear dark,and where your meeting ******* are round
have roses darling,it’s all i ask of you—
but that when light fails and this sweet profound
Paris moves with lovers,two and two
bound for themselves,when passionately dusk
brings softly down the perfume of the world
(and just as smaller stars begin to husk
heaven)you,you exactly paled and curled

with mystic lips take twilight where i know:
proving to Death that Love is so and so.