Strong enough to be your trusted friend. To give you the answer which you depend. Not letting you go with egg on your face. Because I wouldn't want you to be a disgrace.
I cared for you and wanted you to look good. Though many times you did misunderstood. Your words on my conscience would weigh. But I really didn't know what I could say.
You would take what I said the wrong way. It will all make sense to you but not today. After I am gone my words will haunt you. You will then know what I said will was true.
Write me a legacy that I will never even see. Let them know that once you did know me. Let them decide if I was your trusted friend. Tell them that love never really does end.
Tell them I was strong enough by your side. Tell them I held my head up with much pride. Scream at all the shadows till you are horse. After friendship and love comes the divorce.
Strolling through the shadows I pondered. Upon many things my mind wondered. I was in a most altruistic introspection. I looked at contradiction without protection.
I could think of some things but not others. Unclear thoughts was what I discovered. Some love I must have taken for hate. Things had changed since the first date.
My mind had evolved but not my heart. Compassion was later to take a part. Indifference and intolerance had to go. Much vulnerability came to me though.
I traded my heart of stone for one of flesh. It jaded my ego but love was refreshed. Somehow I had to equal myself to you. So many a things I had to go through.
But I would not trade any of my pain. Because then I would lose you, again. No matter the contradictions that persist. I know now that love will always exist.
along for the ride we meet kaleidoscopes each in contrast wonderful compliments these simple turns take us along... mathematical infinites pieces of shades and tints bring richness and, depth of heart weeps and sings
after the pain release and understanding freedom to feel everything acute then, shared among the kaleidoscopes purpose we reflect or pasts and we catch glimpses of future possibilities vast encompassing truth in pain, in smiles and, in love...
I fell in love with Venus a long time ago. She came to my dreams; She cuddled. She placated my desires; She fed my ego. She nutured my mind; We huddled.
Someday you will find real love and know. You'll find a woman who understands you. You will forget about me and this window. She will delight you and you her, too.
I still dream of Venus and her ways. She so knows my mind and my heart. Love songs for Venus the radio plays. No offering too big; Love does its part.
I daydream of Venus and nightdream, too. She guides my thoughts and my dreams. She rules my heart; Gives me her honey-do. Her loves knows no bounds it seems.
I live for Venus and offer my sacrifices. Her love is like the morning in Spring. I comb her hair and polish her artifices. She gives me sweet love; Asks nothing.
mr.moon your so high ,you wake the stars so they can light the sky,oh i watch you so,you light my way in the night ,as i lay under you i feel you on me so light ,you make my heart beat ohh soo fast mr.moon,bring the sun shine and a new day begains ,i cant wait to be under you again mr.moon hurry bring your magic light my world .
I didn't know how to love you. My heart was just too cold. I didn't know how to touch you. My fingers were too bold. I couldn't even see you. My eyes were opened wide. I couldn't ever reach you. My world was guarded inside. I didn't get to know you. My life was about me. I didn't get to hear you. My thoughts were busy. I couldn't be your friend. My world was more than you. I couldn't let it all end. My world is always in danger. I didn't know how to tell you. My world is, "Hello, Stranger."
I Kiss The Hand That Rocks The Cradle by RainbowSlider
Blind eyes but yet she could still hear. A fetal position yet she was so dear. Guard rails on each side of her bed. She couldn't talk but trusted, instead.
In hush voices we changed her there. We turned her over with gentle care. She kissed my hand with angel touch. At first it was like it didn't mean much.
But later it as I walked my rounds. The presence of hallowed grounds. The spirits rejoiced in the peace. I was set free by her golden fleece.
Nightly I see the suffering and pain. Sometimes I feel alone in this domain. But the loneliness is of my own making. The sundowners are always shaking.
As the night comes so does the void. Temporary friends that I can't avoid. Sometimes I feel for the disabled. I kiss the hand that rocks the cradle.
Are we so different you and I? Don't we live under the same sky? Is it always important to be right? Aren't we all drawn-ed to the light? Can't a question be its own answer? Don't we all like to watch the dancers? If silence is golden then what is laughter? Could it be that love is all we are after? Is a beginning only just a concept? Is an ending only just a precept? Is there common middle ground? If it exists, then where is it found?
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