One look, two eyes, and mine,
We just met, and it begun,
A short journey that lasts seconds
Filled with all that we just crave for.

Without saying not one word,
You had, all my feelings turned,
Those two eyes that color worlds,
I wish only you would know...

Beautiful clear eyes that hide,
That one look, which gets me high,
All my world has now been turned,
Just before you say 'I'm....

Just about to go away,
Or around to only play
So you won't find the right way,
In your mind I'm here and stay,
Ending this, to get away...

I met you once
and I couldn't look away.
It was instant attraction
There was nothing to say.
We knew we would never see each other again
It would be our only day.
We bonded with our minds
Then soon with our hands.
We walk and rode rides
With the little time we had.
Soon we shared kisses
And then our tongues.
I was never was as comfortable
Then when I was in your arms.
I had to leave soon
Our time was running short.
The kisses grew stronger
Longing for hope.
I never met a guy like you
And I don't know what to do.
Even though it was only a day
It felt like I've known you every day.
The last kiss before we parted
Was so strong and full of passion.
And now I sit and think
Wondering if it was chance or destiny.

let me not to let it all go.
let me not to let it all end.
time goes by, world is round
pin the things in places they fit.

spin the wheel
we'll be up and down
the joyous smiles will then be ours.

spin the wheel
we'll fly in place

but path is round...
we'll meet again.

The first time we met,
you greeted me with a small smile.
You said, "Hello."
I just wish it didn't come with "Hell."

As lovers in my dreams we meet
With every breath I feel you
My heart yearns to see you again
No other treasure I seek

My heart breaks
at the memory of your smile
The endless pools of your dark eyes
your touch, your taste
your sensuality
I yearn to consume you

We’ll meet again some day, once again as strangers.
We might talk for a bit,
maybe even pretend like we don’t remember what happened.
Maybe we’ll run into each other in a coffee shop,
you with your new love and me with mine.
We’ll act like old friends should,
but your familiar face won't carry familiar feelings.
To know I've been replaced is disheartening.
To think about what we once were makes me wistful.
It’s even more sombering to think of what we are now, strangers.
How is it that someone who once meant so much can become nothing more than a stranger?
Emotions are now rendered into nothing but memories.
Memories are now distorted from hopeful wishes.
Hopeful wishes are now abandoned like a coin into a wishing well.
Yet even after everything that happened,
I can’t help but hope that somewhere, somehow,
We’ll meet again some day, once again as strangers.

Are my dreams of you,
Blessings or curses?

I don't want to wake up,
Not now!

It's you,
The girl who makes me believe in love,

Are we destined to meet?
You, the girl in my dreams,

This love is,
Only in a dream,

I don't want to wake up,
Not now!

But, do you truly exist?

A dream that I never want to let go of,

This love is,
Only in a dream,

You have no name,

But, do you truly exist?

I never want to let you go,

I want to spend eternity with you,

I don't want to wake up,
Not now!

© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

you are the man of the lean and meaner
and I am just a woman of misdemeanor

holding such attributes of will and power
each time I wander my confidence got smaller

handling ill times with a gentle caress of ease
my effort and failed attempts carried away with the afternoon breeze

the moment arose when you saw my face
acceleration sped up in my heart as it ran at a dangerous pace

instant affection created in a glace held for seconds
I had forgotten your face, until this very moment of minuscule bond

you were perfect in image, as those words continue to prove true
my love once hidden, arose from my perennial blues

once timid and meek, my personality had changed
for the emotions I once secured, were now rearranged

the feelings, so fragile, balanced at the corner
verged yet to tip, or be caught a lusted figure

cards carefully played, laid out on the table
only left to draw, and find emotion in your poker face if I am able

slipping in stubbornness, you smiled ever so sweet
I knew right then, my heart had hope, however meek

my soul fits yours, and the hearts can meet
one day together, and I shall no longer be the meek

A smile attracts a smile
Two hearts
At a confluence
Holds true
Hand in hand
Moments stroll away
Lips speak volumes
When souls meet