yes i can do happy ones too ppl lol
I'm here without you, Baby
Painting memories of silvered tongues,
slipping beyond beautiful,
touching upon things I never knew existed.
She never walked,
she floated,
As motorized steps carried.
My Eden!
God forgive me for tainting perfection,
by comparing desires to possession.
Even if reasons,
were to merely ease the pain of rejection.
One day when i rest my head,
upon the milky clouds.
As I fall asleep,
with or without won't offer a difference.
Love doesn't exist because of chance,
it exists in spite of it.
Swedish accents fill my head with memories,
of how things SHOULD BE.
How "it" should have always been.
Yet lessons learned have brought me to a happy heart.
For if one would walk ages for the wrong,
imagine what they would do for the right.
what a feeling that must be,
to impassion such a response.
I long for the attainment of serenity.
Where dreams arent needed,
because reality is much much more amazing.
I know what can bring that!
Doubting it isnt so much a defence,
as much as its fear.
Fear that highs such as that,
can not be realistically reached.
I laugh at that notion.
For it nearly almost has.
No matter how much denial and acceptance,
lays at tear stained feet.
When north met south.
unexplained mystery's,
expanded an even more confusing reason.
Even with the doubt of understanding,
nothing could hide the blood from the stone.
Connection isn't oiled and coaxed in.
It just fits.
no work.
No effort.
It merely does.
I whispered at your image,
as I walked behind.
Smiling at your aura,
and kissing every expended atom and molecule,
that flowed off ur presence.
I soaked in gifts,
that are never really about giving,
as much as,
they are about existing.
There simply are just there.
Imagine a gift so perfect,
that its not given,
never possessed,
only accepted,
only enjoyed.
Silly antics spewed foolishly,
as vodka stained questions,
took my breath away.
is she our girlfriend?
he asked.
Not being able to answer,
was merely because for that moment,
I escaped into a world of yes.
Swimming in puddles.
I arose dry and feeble.
For a strangers 4 words,
left me shaken and weak.
Yet such is the effect,
I have always endured,
and will always.
Yes .. I am back.
Tho I never really left.
I've been laying hidden in the bushes,
waiting for me to find myself,
and return the king to his court.
Leaving as always,
merely a jester,
and so very happy to so be.
I'm here without you, Baby
Painting memories of silvered tongues,
slipping beyond beautiful,
touching upon things I never knew existed.
She never walked,
she floated,
As motorized steps carried.
My Eden!
God forgive me for tainting perfection,
by comparing desires to possession.
Even if reasons,
were to merely ease the pain of rejection.
One day when i rest my head,
upon the milky clouds.
As I fall asleep,
with or without won't offer a difference.
Love doesn't exist because of chance,
it exists in spite of it.
Swedish accents fill my head with memories,
of how things SHOULD BE.
How "it" should have always been.
Yet lessons learned have brought me to a happy heart.
For if one would walk ages for the wrong,
imagine what they would do for the right.
what a feeling that must be,
to impassion such a response.
I long for the attainment of serenity.
Where dreams arent needed,
because reality is much much more amazing.
I know what can bring that!
Doubting it isnt so much a defence,
as much as its fear.
Fear that highs such as that,
can not be realistically reached.
I laugh at that notion.
For it nearly almost has.
No matter how much denial and acceptance,
lays at tear stained feet.
When north met south.
unexplained mystery's,
expanded an even more confusing reason.
Even with the doubt of understanding,
nothing could hide the blood from the stone.
Connection isn't oiled and coaxed in.
It just fits.
no work.
No effort.
It merely does.
I whispered at your image,
as I walked behind.
Smiling at your aura,
and kissing every expended atom and molecule,
that flowed off ur presence.
I soaked in gifts,
that are never really about giving,
as much as,
they are about existing.
There simply are just there.
Imagine a gift so perfect,
that its not given,
never possessed,
only accepted,
only enjoyed.
Silly antics spewed foolishly,
as vodka stained questions,
took my breath away.
is she our girlfriend?
he asked.
Not being able to answer,
was merely because for that moment,
I escaped into a world of yes.
Swimming in puddles.
I arose dry and feeble.
For a strangers 4 words,
left me shaken and weak.
Yet such is the effect,
I have always endured,
and will always.
Yes .. I am back.
Tho I never really left.
I've been laying hidden in the bushes,
waiting for me to find myself,
and return the king to his court.
Leaving as always,
merely a jester,
and so very happy to so be.
However, ahem. Thank you for stopping by my little corner and spreading your n00b love. That was awesome. I'm glad you dug the entry because I'm hoping there will be plenty more to come.
In fact, work was nice and irritating, so I'm sure I'll have something cooked in the next few days. MMMMMM.
Catch you later, babe! =]
-A