Famous...Almost

Standing in the gap

Between an atmosphere to gain

And an abyss to fall away

My mind is spinning, almost drowning

Waiting for the special chance

When my world meets heart

To make do the moment of change

Circling. In a sea of darkness.

No one gets me.

And I can’t pray enough to make them understand.

Hear me. Here I am, me. And there you go.

What a lonely, miraculous place.

Black. White. Yellows. And Reds.

Yet, my shade is still grey,

Living faithfully.

Fruitfully.

And full of blame.

Fishing...

Shame consumes me

when my longing comes too strong

Guilt begets me

when my feelings manifest too bold

So I bite my tongue. And I hold my breath.

Wait...to be kneaded.

Wait...to be folded.

Sustaining with each passing moment

a place. a time. a whisper. a kiss.

When the world diverts us not.

...but peace alters our minds.

...and joy stirs our hearts.

...so love rouses our souls.

Foreigner...

Anxiety. Lonely in the night.

I panted in lust. I wrote. Panted in lust. I write.

I'm in need of feeling. An emotion. An association. A fix.

Blow.

Damn. Shut out of freedom by the system.

Nothing new.

Old, defeating ways will die hard.

By fire or by fist.

Far Away...

Separated by frequent quarrel and ten miles south of possessing love

I pause in the midst to ponder the uncertainty prevalent between us...

The fields of hope nearly drowned; the stairways of prayers now drifting in the shadows

As downpour, doubt, and disdain begin to trickle slowly, though truly.

I hear the subtlety of belief failing in your thoughts...

feel the escapes of passion beneath the kiss...

and I see the dots fade, as they once seemed to connect.

Trouble rises in me:

If I loose you...I loose the hope of ME...and if me...the vision to actualize Love.