

..Soul Sleeping..
I rest my head
Between her lap and our sky
She downloads my dread
& Disarms my mind
Makes me fly.
Closing my eyes, I am so satisfied
No disappointment till we wake up.
Her words unsaid
no need to ask her why
her eyes well read
For they talk to mine
Can't deny.
Closing our eyes, we are so satisfied
No disappointment till we wake up.
Drinking our words, two worlds in breath are tied
Soft in the soul until they break up
I don't want to wake up.
Breath in her space
Such vivid visions, see her shape
at her leftside. Breath in my life
Please
Look in our eyes, we are both satisfied
No disappointment till you make up
Things in your world that you've long denied
The world we live in till we wake up.
I don't want to wake up
No.
..Bubble Eyed..
Harder to breath in their fishbowl,
They stare with soft eyes longing,
Peering through the glass they make,
Cannot surpass but fake wrong being.
They circle their space so tight,
Gasping with false pretense,
As they ogle to breath her world,
And not their pertetual crapulence.
Her world outside their fishbowl,
And of Her world they wish to be,
They only have to jump their ship,
and swim with the company of me.
..Someday..
I close the cover on my storybook.
I’m not ready to have to read the end,
But I find
A new beginning in a plane ride
To survive this
Life I’ve dealt myself and my best friend.
Where do we go from here?
Why can’t we leave our fear?
To find the hope that we both call
Someday.
I know some days I am your Sunshine
I know some days I am three shades of gray.
But we both know who is inside these eyes.
We just need the time to find our way.
All the times you gave I gladly took.
And even times you would not give the same
To be kind
Like Sun and Moon the circle gives us
Time to abide
We both know someday we’ll see this to the end!
Where do we go from here?
Why can’t we leave our fear?
To find the hope that we both call
Someday.
Pen a new chapter on my storybook.
I know I’m ready to have to defend
What I find
A new beginning in my old heart
To define this
Love I’ve felt for myself and my best friend
We know where to go from here.
We have to leave our fear.
And live the hope that we both call
Someday.
I know some days I am your Sunshine
I know some days I am three shades of gray.
But we both know who is inside these eyes.
We just need the time to find our way.
I know today is what we’ve come for
I know today I can look at you and say.
We both know the love inside our eyes.
We just needed time to find our way.
Now that time is here, what would you say?
I think we both know that today,
Today is someday.
..My Mistress Nomore..
Her piercing stare through all would bleed to me,
When I realized where this stare was from...her glance recedes.
And as I observer her again she then proceeds to stare..
..and scan my thoughts..
and nothing more.
Without a care to where her stare would end.
Peering through locks of luscious hair.
Looking through cue, with ease, she'd seize my eyes
and begin to taunt and tease.
She'd Drift by me to see if I would notice the way she passed me by.
I sat there conceiving such taunting and teasing...ending with reasoning
Struck me unpleasing...I begin to ponder on the question, Why?'
Why doesn't she try to comply with me?
Taking me. Tempting be this evil fate that I, in my mind, was so blind to see.
Her beauty like a siren sings a shaking song to allure me and my soul she'd take.
But I must try to elude her rhyme for a vow of mine I mustn't break
For my heart would ache forevermore.
She lives in Sumer, Can never leave.
The thought of us two together being could not be conceived
But at least I can receive her face and in vain say,
"Remember it, Forevermore...
But, I find her image haunting and myself slowly wanting, wading through a time of her
fading radiance that I wish I can see again once more.
But after that night, the freight of not knowing, the pain of not showing such emotion growing,
An unstoppable disgrace pouring from a longing in the heart that never seemed to be there before.
So I cherish that day and the way things seemed, and not the way I let such a fantasy fly.
God, why did I let her pass me by...?
To be forever known as My Mistress No more.
..Morning Slumber (UNFINISHED WORK)..
Seeping in her dreams with sleep she lays,
Her dainty dappled aspect placid and fair.
The sun whispers morning summer light that strays,
And trips upon whisps of her tawny hair.
Butterfly blinks tap sleep from her eyes,
Those honey-moss gems of amber appear.
She breaths the new day that clamber to sapid lips,
Disguised by her july smile so clear.
"YES, that's my name!..Michael Angelo"
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