What is love? A simple question of such depth, that if I was to live a thousand lifetimes I could not fully answer such a question. The definition of love transcends even itself as it grows with every waking day. Love is indescribable, unwavering and dedicated. As those who we love do not fade into yesterday, they endure along with the memories of our encounters. Love is something that challenges us to be better then who we once were. Love is something that completes our existence. And when you think it can not get any better somehow it does.Yesterday seems hazy,
I thought of you as beautiful then, but see you as much more now,
I am more alive then yesterday, even a day older, a moment closer to heaven,
I am more alive and I have your smile to thank for that.
Our lives have taken us in different directions, as they do everyday,
But I am looking forward to seeing you again, for the thousandth time, for the first time,
The smile within my eyes talks at the first sight of you,
It whispers to the angel standing in front of me,
And traces the curves of your wings will every other word past the first,
When my words fall silent there is no need to speak,
As I am just lost within my dreams, again, for the first time, again,
Yesterday seems hazy, yesterday seems lost, I am lost,
And I have your smile to thank for that.
Refer to me as man if you wish, I see myself as a quote without an end,
Sailing amongst an endless lake under a moonlight day,
I sail in every direction without cause, inspired to just be, where do I go from here?
I have been to heaven, for I have held your palm within mine,
I have been to the top of the shortest mountain and found the view amazing,
For you have blessed my bed with your soul, laid next to me for hours and just laughed,
From my bed, through the frost bitten window, we searched the endless sky, wished upon every star,
That two people much like us, could find each other and feel what we have,
And then I remembered something ordinary, me and something extraordinary, you,
And I have your smile to thank for that.
What happened to yesterday as it seems hazy,
I though of you as perfect, as beautiful as I always do,
My perpetually memories seem to continue, I’m living every day over again,
And I have your smile to thank for that.
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The Rain
(will be included in Poetic Journeys) Leftover raindrops drip ever so slowly past my open eyes,
With each drop I am reminded of my birth,
They almost seem like tears as they fall into my lap,
While many choose to hide in comfort,
I lay quietly, in solitude, enjoying every drop,
Thunder claps in the distance,
After every clap there is silence,
Even those passing by take notice,
Not of me but of the glorious sky,
The clouds stretch from earth to heaven,
The drops fall from where I do not know,
Nor does my simple smile,
My palms turn towards the drops,
When I close my eyes I can feel each one of them,
Dancing undisturbed upon the lines of my hands,
My days have weathered me beyond youth,
The rain gives me another chance to begin,
In the drops I feel life,
In the silence around me I hear life beginning,
The leaves begin to blow in the tempered wind,
Grasping onto their home, hoping to hold on,
The birds take shelter in every nook,
Calling out in hope to find a mate,
In the distant sky,
Far beyond my vision,
The sun struggles to part the sea of clouds,
In waiting I smile enjoying the rain falling upon me,
The day begins to give away to the night,
Still I remain loyal to my heart,
In the end my loyalty will be rewarded,
For in between the falling drops,
A star will emerge,
Miracles occur in the simplest moments,
Even those spent in the mist of the falling rain.
Better Me
Time has taken its toll upon my heart,
You slid away as receding water does,
Leaving me here sitting upon a ocean of empty sand,
Just me, nothing more then just me,
You left me, the better me, behind,
The Better Me.
Your simple ways gave birth to my smile,
I loved you from the moment we first kissed,
I felt something, for the first time I felt something,
Your lips changed me, I found a beginning,
Never wished for an ending, but here I stand,
Politely waving goodbye to the better me.
Sometimes I wish to be someone else,
But here I remain avoiding mirrors,
Avoiding my thoughts, asking my heart to give up,
I cry but my cheeks remain dry,
For my heart does not find solace in remembering,
My heart remembers the better me.
When I held your hand I smiled,
When I slept next to you I slept peacefully,
We played like children, grew together,
Made love as respectful, fabled, characters of destiny,
You gave me life, honored me as your equal,
But you never understand you created a better me.
I sit here, as the person I am now, honored to be sad,
Rain falls from my aching heart; I’m ok with it,
A little tired, I do not find peace without your hand in mine,
I loved you, I love you, and I will always love you,
There will never be another to speak through me,
Capture the person I was, the better me.
Give me sadness, worry; give me anything you wish,
I am asking you my heavenly creator,
Give me sadness, worry; give me all that you wish,
Grant my love the ability to smile, to laugh, to be happy,
Do not allow my love to know of my wish,
I only ask that she remember me as the better me.
My Miracle
Kiss me upon my beating soul,Hold me until my last breath,
Love me like no other then I,
Walk within my steps of laughter,
For you bring me smiles made of heart.
Do not ask me for another day,
For everyday I Live within you,
Walk A thousand miles east or west,
Do not show me your path of choice,
My heart will know how to follow,
My lips will be saved for your touch,
Kiss me in the middle of my slumber,
Even tired I will wake for you, my soul,
Honor me with your very breath,
Place your hand upon my cheek,
Let me feel the touch of a miracle.
My angel, My little bird, My you.
Friends
In waiting I stand without walking,
For my feet remained drenched in fear,
Who am I? I do not really know,
For the mirror hanging before me seems blank,
My hands seem like those of a stranger,
For where has my smile gone if not here?
Sometimes I think without thought,
Just lost I desire a place to call home,
Home! A funny word with so much meaning,
For my feet remain without shoes,
So am I home or just standing in comfort?
Who am I? I do not really know.
But my eyes seem familiar in the mirror,
Their depth reminds me of a tunnel,
A mystery of questions without answers,
For with each day I continue to grow,
Evolving from a child into a man,
In regards to love, I know of beauty,
For those within my heart remain perfect,
They take away my sadness, my rain,
When I think of them I think of me,
They speak through my smile, my laugh,
In thought of them I find reason,
A place that I think I will call home,
Funny! For I have found my mirror,
My smile speaks from my heart,
Where pictures of you remain in perfection,
Who am I? A simple man with perfect friends.
me.. I am a hopeless romantic, and a good hearted person who enjoys the differences in people. I wish everyone would just be themselves and stop trying to be something different. I enjoy writing more then anything in the world. It gives me a place to ground myself, explore myself and create something that is a part of me. I hope to inspire people to be emotional, explore themselves and enjoy themselves for who they are. With that in mind i have opened up a forum on my personal site for people to celebrate themselves within. I hope everyone comes with an open mind, and a warm touch. For in my perfect world there is a place without prejudice or judgement.
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