U say yes when I hear no
Now how can I go?
U say it's far when it is here
U make a smile when I ask
But why is it that u frown in this?
I just want to meet them
And u say yes when I hear no
Why is it that your yes matters more?
And mine not once at all
U see and read unknown eyes
But why is it that u can't read a familiar one?
Don't worry I will not ask of u
As I would not want u to make
And make something u don't mean
A smile I mean
Because your eyes are clear to me
And I promise I won't let u be
Now you don't need to say yes when u mean No

Shutting idea?
Mystery it may seem
for how long will it dim?
May be,
until we find
something more to it
to rekindle out of spring!

With all the insight
I find no way out
to become whole so soon
but to wait
for the
blue moon
to shine upon 'us'
to find 'us' to bloom..

There's no plan
should I wait or leave?
The quest continues..
Are we not
worth being
together?
                                finding
         ­                                          &
                                                                ­     fixing

me
                &
                             you

                                                          pi­ece
                                                             ­                by
                                                              ­                                    piece...
Solving
                         the
                                                puzzle

to make 'us'
whole

       on
                     the
                                    way
                     ­                                 back
                           ­                                          to
                                                              ­                     our
                                                             ­                                                home.....

You pulled me close and I smelled leather,
the scent of rain clinging and weaving
through you like ivy. Your breath rustled
like the trees we climbed together, laughing
and carefree. My eyes were as blue as the dead
sea and yours only looked at me. We
sat in those branches, warm and safe.

Sometimes in the dark the smell of morning
dew and fresh leather hits me and I feel
a melancholy too intense to understand.
I hear your breath next to me. My eyes
used to be as blue as the dead sea, yours
are a distant memory. Now I sit in these
branches, cold and alone, wondering
when you will come home to me.

I want to be there
When the world is more than unfair
When everything just gets to your hair
When all you can do is sit and stare
I will be there.

I want to be there
When the sun decides to share
When you stand up and dare
And when you're finally sure
That you too, will be there.