no more no less
For those that have been here
before
read all the same words
that seem to fall off my fingertips
and create a new world of feeling
of love
of depth or
of emotion
I thank you for joining me
what you have read is the last
11 months of the love and
the life of mine own....
it is of no worth to speak of
pain I have caused
love I have lost
hope I have found
and still wonder what is its worth...
So for a change of tone
and of rather dark thought
I choose tenderness....
I will speak of what I believe to
be tenderness: both my thought of it
as a gift given and received....
It is a day not different than the rest
difficult are the tasks of the day
hard comes the toils we chase
and still there is more
should we take a moment
to rest
to relax
to feel some
type of solitude and peace
can we afford
such a simple luxury
I am not a knight of shining white
I come not as a princess may delight
I offer less than a man might try
and still my existence
longs for you this night
not in lust as thought i may
but endearing
longing for and finding the way
depth of path
through
much to do
and still nothing
to speak of that seems new
Why do you try
give so freely......
The rhymes are ended for now
I have only words of a simpleton
to speak....
I do not know in truth what
will come in the next days rising
nor what this days setting will bring
I know only the matters of my heart
and it beats true again and your name
is the cause for such beating to
sustain...
I know of you some and desire a lifetime
of so much more...
Your family
and all the events
Your fears
and hopes
Your joys
and that which makes you whole...
The passion that drives you and do I fit
is there a place you could set aside
so I could be it...
I have given freely of myself before
and left me wondering is there more
I gave because I thought I should
not because I thought I could
and life is and will always be
except there is more
to it than what
the simpleton
sees
so I have not given up
on the ideal I hold most
dear..
It is of love that I will
hold you near
nearest to my heart
and to warmth of my skin
to the offering of my all
my everything
there is nothing more
that I can give and
no other place I offer
you are the hope I cherish
and desire
as I wake
as I sleep
as I laugh
as I cry
as I lose
as I win
as I go
through this
life within
I want you
to be a
guide
and hope
I may
in same
to you
oblige
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