A Breath of KindnessI cannot breath.For a moment,Just a moment,I averted my eyes,From the task,In my hands,And I looked around.I saw,Wonderful and kind,Smiling faces,And warm hands,Outstretched to me.This warm,This loving,Kindness,Has filled my heart,To its breaking point.My heart,Feels so full,It's almost as if,I cannot breath.Your light,Your hope,Your love,Your kindness,It flues me,Through my days and nights.And on days like this,I hold onto this feeling,As long as I can,Whispering,"I love you."
Endless Love StoryIf you haven't changed your mind,Why don't you just stay here with me,Tonight.You can hold me right here,Whispering sweet words,That will make me never leave.Every time I think about you baby,Even with the thought, "I miss you,"It's so hard to say," I'm sorry."So don't forget,To take my hand,And kiss it ever so lightly,As you walk away,Not looking back.Just don't forget,The story,We wrote with our own two hands,Always together in the pages of this book.Memories of our time together,We will hold them tightly in our hearts.Don't go away.The footprints to hidden worlds,Seem to be fading.At least we can remember,The feelings that we felt back then,You won't hear from me,"I'm missing you."I won't bring myself to say those words.These tears start falling,Through the pages of our written love story,Let's bind them with something real,So our own love story,Won't fall apart soaked in tears,Tell me why your hand is gone,Taking the binding with it.The pages I'm
Ongrowing LoveWhen you walk away from me,Your smell lingers on,My shirt,The warmth of your embrace,Clinging to the,Fibers of my soul.I let your hand slip out of mine,As you walked away,I watched you go,Waving with an,Energetic hand,And a tearful smile.No matter the distance,My love will grow,Always.
A Shattered PastI have changed,And whether,This is for the better,Or for the worse.I cannot decide.My heart,Has felt heavier,Perhaps it is,The summer sun beginning to get low,On the horizon,And knowing that,When it is gone,My love shall go with it.Or is it,That I have grown,Drifted away from my,Childhood,And I am mourning,The loss of the past.Perhaps it is all of these,And much more,But on this is for sure,With this pain,I am grateful.I have found myself,Once again.Through these shatter pieces,Of the past,I look into them,Seeing my reflection,Of the past,Combining with the future.
Summer SkyOnly you,And I,Sitting here,In the summer air,Just sitting still,Holding hands,On the front porch,Watching the sun,Go up and over,This blue sky,One more day,Of this last Summer.