to my love... |
aurora,
where are you? but who am i to ask you this? our worlds would never cross paths. our fates would never meet. maybe you're just really what you are. a part of the fantasy i have in my heart ...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
your kiss... |
kiss me on the lips
as i weep here alone
i want to savor all
all that you may give
kiss me as i sleep
as i am lulled into slumber
press loghtly onto mine
your warm lips upon mine
let that ...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
the epitath of a dreamer |
A single speck of time
Minute for the mind to conceive
A very small truth
For anyone to believe
A small puddle of tears
A lowly mark or so it seems
Coveys his hope and wish
Coveys his love, his...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Mockery of Friendship |
One can state that they have uncovered a true one
But is not that certain of what has been uttered
The facade seen is said to be a bright sun
But the truth has been faintly mumbled
Among the fl...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
pain of tomorrow... |
so swift, another day has gone
upon this wounded being
upon the many things done
time would be all to fleeing
the beaten soul weeps silently
on his shattereed dream
upon his life, on his entir...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
pain within... |
the smile i hold on my lips
try to hide the pain inside
with all cheeres i give to others
do i end up losing it all?
the person with much glee
as seen by all around me
hides all the tears that...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
it will come to past... |
the sun may turn to crimson shades
witha all lies concealed in shadow
the truth will be known to all
about deception from within
the youth of times unspoken
the smile from past generations
vig...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Your kiss... |
Kiss me on the lips
as i weep here alone
i want to savor all
all that you may give
kiss me as i sleep
as i am lulled into slumber
presss lightly onto mine
your warm lips upon mine
let that...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
inside... |
the sun may turn to crimson shades
with all lies concealed in shadow
the truth will be known to all
about deception from within
the youth of times unspoken
of beauty from past generations
vigo...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
this youth... |
hidden by the shadows, dim
hides my form with all my pain
upon the plain seeking worth
for the face played upon by fate
the face of a youth not seen
with eyes that might twinle brightly
as dee...
Posted by Ion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
