Ie.
memories leave me feeling wakeful.
i hold back yet i end up in that place
where your expressions used to take me
feeling beautiful and trademark innovative.
you used to be so genuine and i could taste your truth.
your words seemed so honest;i was never doubtful.
oh- how have things have changed.
i’ve become an insomniac of dreams forgotten.
as the taste of your kiss lingers
another finds its way to me.
am i regretful or grateful?
between impatience and consciousnesses
i toss and turn in your lost embrace
wishing i could breathe you in
once more without the sorrow.
my emotions react to the sentiment
of old feelings lost in a response
answering in a reply of love departed.
my misplaced affections absent and gone.
trying to embrace your bareness
i close my eyes as i clinch onto emptiness
remembering a forgotten dream
while the memories of missing you
lingers on my lips.

IIt.
silence protrudes through darkness.
i find myself here time and time again.
different from the usual; not the former.
are you with me or am i alone?
everytime i come around
you say i seem so new.
begging for my love
you could possibly define perfection.
i lose my foothold on the pedestal
that i have misplaced myself under.
wonder- how did i get here?
thoughts float- this feeling has got to stay.
hopeful- this feeling doesn't go away.
more or less- you don't go away.
i find myself gravitating to your will.
your territory seems dangerous.
fearful i'll end up at the start with another broken heart.

IIIlove.
silence protrudes through darkness.
in silence, i hear the voices whisper
as i place my hands over my ears
trying to block out the past
echoes performing altered skills.
while i close my eyes
to shut out the forbidden
my heart collapses, tumbling
to a never ending base.
losing presence over past
i become lost in the defeat.
as memories bounce in my head
springing back in a rebound
trouncing what could be dead
you claim to be so honest and in love
yet what you wish is not what you are
and what you want is not what you have.
lover, you've lost your self again.
and i look at my watch and think
yep, right on time.

5.15.03