I was lost in you
So comfortably.
You’re so cool
I wonder
Did my eyes give me away
The pink in my cheek,
Or my heart on the sleeve
Of the shirt you lifted
Sweetly.
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Life is too short to spend it less than happy.
In selfishness and anger I will not abide nor reside.
No, never again.
I sing the sweetness of dying
Where fantasy and idealization
Lead to truth and desire for actualization.
Romance and passion are reality
If you actively choose them.
“speak to me of passion,
never settle for less.”
God that I may always remain
In honesty and possess the desire
To comprehend and nurture
My individuality and his, to feed
His passions with mine, to live
Furiously, grant me this.
In selfishness and anger I will not abide nor reside.
No, never again.
I sing the sweetness of dying
Where fantasy and idealization
Lead to truth and desire for actualization.
Romance and passion are reality
If you actively choose them.
“speak to me of passion,
never settle for less.”
God that I may always remain
In honesty and possess the desire
To comprehend and nurture
My individuality and his, to feed
His passions with mine, to live
Furiously, grant me this.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
I should turn from you.
The thought won’t leave.
Speak to me in soft slow tones
Tell me to go.
I am afraid of falling.
The circumstance and you
Are not mine yet
I claim possession freely
With the cool confidence that lay
Sleeping all these years.
Ah the things you see
No other has gleaned.
Tell me to go
Now before I fall further,
Before I touch your skin
Again and know desire.
Too late.
Only one thing holds me back.
My heart is full.
Of dreams
I will fulfill.
One is you,
Another you feed
Each day
As you read
My soul.
You’ll save it for me?
You’ll save it for me?
Ah but I adore you.
The thought won’t leave.
Speak to me in soft slow tones
Tell me to go.
I am afraid of falling.
The circumstance and you
Are not mine yet
I claim possession freely
With the cool confidence that lay
Sleeping all these years.
Ah the things you see
No other has gleaned.
Tell me to go
Now before I fall further,
Before I touch your skin
Again and know desire.
Too late.
Only one thing holds me back.
My heart is full.
Of dreams
I will fulfill.
One is you,
Another you feed
Each day
As you read
My soul.
You’ll save it for me?
You’ll save it for me?
Ah but I adore you.
In the analysis of the anxiety, the subject is able to identify its source as the lack of a clearly defined role. In identifying the lack of role, the subject further understands this as an impediment to the natural development of the relationship. Having identified chemistry and compatibility, the subject finds interest in moving forward, but cannot. The subject should feel insecure in the anxiety of not knowing the outcome or not having obtained a point-blank admission or clearly stated intentions. The subject, however, is secure having simply identified the source of the anxiety. She is happy, and decisions are left for another day.
I want to walk with you in the sun.
After 16 years, it took her four months to come to conclusions.
Yes, it could have worked, but can you ask someone to change
Their character, intrinsic values of who they are?
Or do you leave to find someone more compatible?
I want to walk with you in the sun.
After 16 years, it took her four months to come to conclusions.
Yes, it could have worked, but can you ask someone to change
Their character, intrinsic values of who they are?
Or do you leave to find someone more compatible?