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My heart and soul...
on a journey
far
sent
so long ago
its even written
in the stars...
i'm all aglow
whenever you are near
all in a quiver...
holding this secret
you know all too well
to whisper in your ear
so entuned
to you...
your taste...
your touch,
your smell
hoping to fly
through the eye
of the needle...
hoping to deliver
more
than enough
of what in your heart
you seek
...in a hover...
hoping to discover
just why it is, my soul
ever came this way...
trying to be
a friend...
a better blend
of who i am
a book
with more
or less pages
than what
someone else
has said
reading
between the lines
through the many
layers of our
searchings
for more than
self
satisfaction
to pursue
the
vernal
passions
of our lives
in efforts to become
the perfect lover
but lost without a clue
of whatever it is
i am supposed to say or do
making my best efforts
to focus my intellect...
towards a distant focal point
to find the pathway to
the secret place where we pursue
the eternal fountain of a loving life
there lives the genuine spirit of our youth
where hope lives, even through our sadness
and our happy hearts ...become renewed
connecting together our fondest dreams
in effort to making them ...come true...
and to protect the spirits of the children
among us, trying to connect the dots
between what we truly are
...and who we are not...
as i walk through the stinging mists
with an ancient calling retained
even as we move cautiously ahead
in this place we do not know
playing love songs in my head
bending my sword into a bow
seeking to find the perfect notes
opening my mind to the calling wind
leaning back into the eddies
in the flow
releasing my eros...
and surrendering my love,
which always seems to
find its way back home
...to you...
amidst the falling echoes
as we begin to learn and do
for one another
little favors...
sent more often
without expecting in return
listening intent
just in case they might
like flowers dancing
as they do...
from herbal essence
the scents
come wrapping their tendrils
in familiar ways
within our souls...
finding in a natural sense
in ways which
compliments
our moods
as we greet, one another
as if each time were our last
my arms reaching
across forever
always seeking
to be back
around you
and you
someone who knows
just where to take it
having never practised
how to fake it...
what would i do
to see, you
finding joy
beside me naked...
even though,
sometimes
we'll find seasons
to make us cry
that comes
with stormy weather
...or am i mistaken?
standing in the shadows of my dreams
crying, alone against the void
feeling my best efforts are for naught
feeling lost, destroyed
dejected...
my heart unprotected
when i reached out to touch you
instead of sharing the moment
coming closer together
and weeping for joy...
you looked hurt and annoyed
and in the depths of standing by
and doing my part
trying with all my heart
to understand, why can't i...
play my part
like all the other good little girls and boys
as my inner harp chords resonate within,
and as i reach in to lift my voice and sing
all that comes out
is a strange noise
as i vocalize my alarm
in emotions so intense,
my concentration is entranced,
kept focused from one point to the next,
arcing vividly against the night skies
as one spark leaps from one soul
back to the reflection,
of the first dawning lights return
ending the fear of perpetual night
i observe on station within my inner core,
from the streaming heart of a spirits passing
in an endless journey, from days of yore
observed by the combined will
between here and the shores of evermore
...written in living sand, pouring like water
under the bridge of an endless sunrise
through the hourglass of eternity
held in a vacuum as if kept at bay
by forces even the sandman,
has never fully understood
...falling ever so gently
in slow motion
in perpetual suspense...
back again,
halfway through
intentions
of where it is
i'd love to be with you
C2
copyright Charles Edward Fields 2
