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2003-12-02 - 7:00 p.m.
You are my white tiger, breathless and restless, you prowl inside my mind. I try to peel the segments of my life, like an orange, but nothing can seperate you from my thoughts. I close my eyes, and your face appears, hovering just above mine. You will always be the lone ghost haunting my solitary dreams . For, in the moonless shadows, is when i knew you best.
the whispers of a mute love affair, tapping out across the night. We were born to one another in silence, until your face was endlessly etched upon my glass heart on a shivery midnight weeping with icy slivers of winter rain.
you always stood in the midst of the swirling blackness, beckoning me closer with one hand and batting me away with the other.
In the instant of loving you, the surrender of all that I knew came to an end.
In the instant of realizing this. I had a choice to make.
I chose you and never looked back.
Between the eclipses of our secrets and silence lies the heart of our desperate tale.
Loving you was never easy, but once we started, I could never imagine myself unloving you.
The amnesia of your fickle affections reigned upon me, in so many lavishly cruel ways
~feast or famine~
oh the sick little games that you played.
in the gathering midnight of your clawing posession, you were mine
and yes oh yes oh yes oh yes oh yes yes yes yes yes yes oh god yes
I was always ~yours~ to take
but all of the inbetween hours of your days and nights, were spent
pacing and prowling the faithless streets
stumbling into the collective embrace of pretty and glittering
anonymity
oh the beautiful girls,
offering you there bambi eyed mystery
and all the while you remained totally innocent of your desperate need,
always bowing to such innate greed
wanting so badly to believe
that love had not claimed you
rinsing the stains of my lipstick passion
from all of your collars and sleeves
one lover, could never contain you,
and still you clung to the belief that you wanted me,
and yet, all that i gave
only left both of us. desperate and exhausted and always wanting more.
they say that the heart is a lonely hunter. I have tracked you to the ends of the earth.
and now I am tired.
and now i sleep.
and now i weep
and here you creep
into my thoughts
you seep
we're in to deep
we're in to deep
there is no sleep
for all my love, I keep
these words, i do repeat
we're in to deep
we're in to deep
and now,
there is no sleep.
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