I heard today
that wherever our love goes
there we find our soul.
If we're lucky.
If we're blind.
Are you my soul?

My soul found you
like an old friend
and awakened my heart
knowing just the right
strings to pull.
My soul knew it from
the first time we really
talked.
It told my heart
Know that. Keep it close.
It told my mind what to say
and it let me feel
what love was.
I don't know how it did it.

What I do know
is that I am lucky
and I am blinded.
By your love.
By your beauty.
By your soul.

I saw chemistry
Between your smiles
And my shy looks.
I mean, I really did
See something
In the way
You handed me that cigarette,
In the way
You asked me to spend the night,
In the way
You made me feel less empty.

I don't know.
Maybe I simply read too much
Into your politeness.
Maybe you're just another guy
Who already belongs
To someone else.


F.Z.**N

It's great and wonderful to go to your                                                                    Prayers on time ...                                                                                                    You are a good person .                                                                                         ____________________

The Problem with breaking your heart
is that you can't let it heal to someone else's frame.

My love, my love
You mean so much
Your affection strikes me at my core
Leaving me sore
Embedded in me
Buried deep into my soul
You helped create this beast
This monster that craves only you

No one else could ever be enough
For I love you too much
If it's not your touch
I don't want to feel it
If it's not your lips
I don't want a kiss

You're always on my mind
All the time

You're the one I want
No one else could suffice
No one can compare to you
No matter how hard they try

Those eyes...
That smile..
Your hands
Your lips
The sensation you bring

No one else could ever have what you have
Because they can't be you
You have my heart
That will never change
I'd do anything for the sake of you

I long for your touch
The feel of your lips

You're mine

I've gotten to a point where I am mild.
I can control my face while my mind goes wild.
But, just every now and then, it hits me.
Like in the shower, I realize you are not with me,
so you will not be sneaking in to shine that smile...
I realized I was hoping for it for awhile.
These epiphanies bring me to my knees.
Tears leap from my eyes and the air goes from me.
I can't even go an hour without thinking of you,
it is eating me alive hoping to hear from you.
I woke up in the morning and expected your face,
instead there was nothing in your place.
It hit me then, too, like a sack of ******* bricks;
I can't tell if this is part of your mind tricks.
Are you falling further? Will you come back?
Am I supposed to ignore this "temporary" lack?
I'm filling with rage, a little more each day,
I'm afraid I'll snap; spew anger that pushes you away.
When will I receive word from you next?
I want a phone call, Hell, even just a text...
Often enough to suggest you want me at all,
so I can know if you'll hold me, or let me fall...

there are so many people I would like to be
and none of them seem to be myself.

With you I am myself.
With everybody else, I am a stranger.


F.Z.N