People wonder when I walk by,
They can never truly understand,
They ask themselves what he has done,
What is causing him to do that?
I walk on,
I have no need to justify my actions.
I have no reason to explain myself to them.
As others pass by they think that they are the reason I do it,
They do it too.
I am not trying to conform or fit in,
It is enough that I do it.
Walking on thinking of you,
Smiling all the while.
You’re the reason I smile.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
A moth to the flame
I promise I will stay away,
I cannot keep that promise.
I am sick without you,
I am drawn to you,
You are my only cure for being sick,
You are my flame and only light.
I see others,
I see them clear,
Clearly I see them truly.
Warm they are and bright they are,
Though they are not her flame.
Her flame burns for me to illuminate the path home,
Her flame burns for me to warm my heart.
I am merely a moth to the flame of Her warmth and love.
I cannot deny it,
It is my nature to be drawn to a flame,
Her flame is the only one that can draw me near.
I cannot keep that promise.
I am sick without you,
I am drawn to you,
You are my only cure for being sick,
You are my flame and only light.
I see others,
I see them clear,
Clearly I see them truly.
Warm they are and bright they are,
Though they are not her flame.
Her flame burns for me to illuminate the path home,
Her flame burns for me to warm my heart.
I am merely a moth to the flame of Her warmth and love.
I cannot deny it,
It is my nature to be drawn to a flame,
Her flame is the only one that can draw me near.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Lover’s Post
Days and days on end,
For days without number.
Slowly crawling and fighting all the way,
Resisting the forces of gravity,
Flying through the air.
Bring my heart that love you sent so long ago to me.
Loving your post card,
Seeing your post care,
Feeling the love it brings.
I hold it dear loving it, and
You my angel who bid it rush here,
Loving you all the remaining days of my life.
My heart burns bright from a flame sent from you and to me,
Sent so long ago
Who knew a little a little piece of paper,
Ever so little and Ever so small
Could ever flood my heart so.
I am over whelmed by seeing one name,
I see that name,
My one ever constant thought,
My one true loves name.
I read it,
I see it,
I know that it is…. It is….
I see your name as the sender!
For days without number.
Slowly crawling and fighting all the way,
Resisting the forces of gravity,
Flying through the air.
Bring my heart that love you sent so long ago to me.
Loving your post card,
Seeing your post care,
Feeling the love it brings.
I hold it dear loving it, and
You my angel who bid it rush here,
Loving you all the remaining days of my life.
My heart burns bright from a flame sent from you and to me,
Sent so long ago
Who knew a little a little piece of paper,
Ever so little and Ever so small
Could ever flood my heart so.
I am over whelmed by seeing one name,
I see that name,
My one ever constant thought,
My one true loves name.
I read it,
I see it,
I know that it is…. It is….
I see your name as the sender!
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