"If Lover...Unrequitted"

If I told you that I loved you and we loved for a year, when it came time for you to go I wonder if you would stay? If the time had come to give you back to the person I had taken you from would you want to go? Or when the time had come would you stay?

If you knew that all my love was for you and only you would you remain with me?

If you knew that I've never loved another, for you are my only true love would you be content and stay with me...I wonder?

But if you decided that my love wasn't enough and you must go I wonder if I'd be able to let you go away so easily?

The Length Of Time

How long has it been since we last spoke? Can we speak now or just remain silent. How long is the day that you will speak to me? Upon what hour will I respond?

Time has no measure and measure isn't time. Though I speak in prose and write in rhyme every word I say and write is true.

How long til we meet?

365 Days of the year

I want more than a Sunday kind of love. I want a 365 days of the year kind of love.

Home

Where is the road that leads home? Should we try again or just walk away and leave it alone? Where is the road?

Shadow dancing

I take one step you take two. We met. We embrace. We dance the dance of the shadow. I see your lips moving, but I don't hear what you are saying. I see the expressions in your eyes, but not sure what you are trying to say. So I ask do you love me?

In The Shadows

If you look at me you will not see me but the shell of me, but if you look close and into my heart you will see me. I walk into the dark for the light was too bright. Once in the dark, no one could find me. But you knew I was there, for you can see through anything, except the light.

My soul is the key to the inner me it is buried in my heart. I feel the distance between us but am afraid to admit it. I hide my feelings for you from you, for I'm not sure if you feel the same. So we keep on pretending this way for neither will admit the truth to the other. Afraid to leave the dark for it is the light we don't want to see. The light bares the truth which the dark protects us from.

Still I look around and hope you will find me and will hold me and never let me go. Even though I don't hold your hand, I still imagine that I am holding your heart.

The Heart

If the heart is the center of life...where is the path to the heart? I walked away and then looked back but you weren't there. We were walking together hand in hand, but then I felt your hand gingerly let go. I kept walking for I hoped you were still there. I looked back and couldn't find you. I hear you calling out my name but I can't see you. I answer but I don't think you hear me for you are still calling out.

If the path to the heart is where love is found...I ask again where is the path to the heart?

The Edge of innocence

Is it reason or is it reality? We had hope...when all there was was a dream. I looked ahead and all I saw was reality. Reality was always there staring me in the face. but I chose not to see.