PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

There you are...

An older you.

Your walking through the hall

I spot you...

Just for a moment and then your gone

Oh, how wonderful it is - just to admire you from afar!

There you are...

Just a year ago

The summer heat takes its toll

Sweat and tears and blood

Yes, even blood pools

Pools together a lake of pain

My stomach

My lungs

My throat

My eyes...

Drown in this terrible concoction

My soul submerged in sorrow

There you are...

Just a shadow.

Your eyes...

Your lips...

Your hair...

They are fake.

Like some monster made a costume

Like some creature squeezed into your skin

You must be an illusion

There you are...

Just a memory

I remember that crying girl.

You talk to me in letters now...

They are my only light in a world of dark

They ease my sore and aching mind and body

The letters that drive me onward

The letters that are you now

There you are...

A nervous friend

I anticipate the sight of you

But I am so afraid!

I cannot give you anything more.

Nothing more than friendship

Please do not ask

Please do not put me through this again!

What could you possibly expect from me?

I love you too much for this.

Please understand.

There We are...

Talking and joking and laughing again

Screaming and crying and ripping again.

Yes... now I understand.

At least - I think I do...

But I sense a great deal of bending

I feel I'm looking through a filter...

A lense.

I can hear the warping of light in your eyes

I can taste the dusty coating of doubt in your voice

Would you sacrifice truth for love?!

Perhaps - that is what I need.

Here We are...

So very much in love

Learning, and sharing, and trusting.

Longing...

Hoping...

Praying...

Lusting...

You inspire my mind and heart

You are my muse

My theme in art!

You are the song stuck in my head

The girl I think about in bed.

I realize how far we've come

How long it's been

And I admit that I was wrong.

For I remember saying it couldn't be done!

But

Under our strong foundation...

Lays a sea of darkness.

Will be...

What is to become of what We are?

What we do?

Doing all the things that we've imagined together?

That we've dreamed through chatter.

The hopefull imaginations of two children...

The children of our own.

So beautiful...

Our conjoined mindscapes.

Till Death do us part...

The many Deaths found in life.

Beckoned forth by Time and Distance.

Till Destiny is left standing