qfreak69

Something for you, that they may see but not know.

A broken ship hull lies upon the sandy beach,
The icy waves have took their toll,
An old and gray sailor stands and looks,
But has long since stop to weep.
The ravages of time have took their toll on both,
With dull gray eyes, he looks at his last love,
And his tired old twisted and withered hands begin to tremble.

Oh, is it better to be alone than to feel their warm next to me,
If only you could see that I need you next to me,
I cannot have you; I only want to hold you, for a moment next to me,
To feel the tenderness and warm of your young body next to mine,
That before I slip into the never-ending darkness, I may remember what use to be,
How is to have someone to warm me in the cold night,
With your tender softness, your sleeping movements and peace sound of sleep.

To wake to the passion of the morning light, to feel your restless body next to mine,
To hold your passion in my weary arms and kiss the back of your neck,
To press your warm body next to mine, to remember a love so fine,
That I am go into the night, with fond memories of your love and mine.
Oh, a dream of loves passion flows through my mine, but then reality sets in,
For you are there, upon the screens, a dimensionless image, within my mind,
Your eyes do not look upon mine, but someone else, graces your attentions,
And I am just a spectator to your joy, and all I am in the end is just a ghost wthin this machine..


TO someone special.