Inside the Eyes

Inside the eyes. Where childhood dances with you. I see you. Mixed with the crest of the day. With the years grown. From fears. From doubts. From laughter. In song. All change swirls in the wind, waiting to belong to all the colors. The shades. The shape of your body. The curves of your face. Down the slope of your skin. I begin to move my fingers down. Caressing the beauty. Your beauty. As the world dances around us. I feel the warmth. Familiar beginning. Tempting me on. Urging me forward. In the essence of a dawn, where color fades with light. The striking force of a sun, that gives gift to the day. You beauty has come away, from all the ways, dark, in your heart, that spoke in nothings. Now, gone. For your smile, is the gift of the yarn, that now weaves your fate, from another's face, whose laughter penetrates your heart. The distance, removed. From the depths, in which, it spun. For years. I see your beauty. And you see mine. It is time now, to move on. On into the future, uncertain. Holding a past, unknown. In my hands. In my fingers, breath. I take a step, and walk toward you. From the years, of childhood, I speak of a tomorrow, that I cannot see. Not with my eyes, not in me. Will the color show me the way? In a day, I do not know. I look around. One last time. To see where the past has led me. Where the present has me now. In the eve of tomorrow. In the dawn of a day, where lovers are spent, and truth has gone away. Far away from harm. I know tomorrow is a place, where we belong. Separate. In the eyes of a world, unclear. I bring the memories nearer to me. One last time. I know it is time now, to find a way, to move along. Inside the eyes, that no longer can see, that part of you, mixing, with that part of me.

Fate lies in wait

The forecast reveals the change. Inside me. The waves are deep. Undulating. Distance grows. I am severed from my soul. My soul. The witness to energy. The witness to belief. The world itself no longer belongs to me. No. It merely reflects the way I am growing into someone else. Another's mind. A mind not my own. The hormones rages, and doctors cannot explain the endless debates that persist here. In my mind. The fates wait for me to come back. Find my way back to them. In a tempest. In a storm. That is there, on the horizon. I know it may be time to come home. Find another day, to seek the truth. A truth, that tempts us all. To me, it is, with her beauty. Her energy that swarms. That swells. That melts the minutes away. That blends the day into night. That casts shadows here, before all my doubts. It is her. A lingering sound. That fills my heart, with new found relief. I would give my life to find this. To find this peace. Peace, here, spread out before my belief. Shall I find resurrection in this change? Death, then rebirth? I do not know. I cannot know. For the future is unwritten. Unseen. To all who have sight, nothing can be, what it is meant to be. In the beauty of belief. In the temper of sight, that gazes out, across the ocean waves. Into the blues, the waters deep, that mix with the blues on horizon's edge. It all remains, when I close my eyes. The world still speaks, when I drift off into sleep. In sleep, it is my hope that I might find a reason. To bring me back to health. To give me back my soul. For somewhere I've lost her. In the changes my body beguiles. I've lost it all. In the changes that change a boy into a man, I've been lost. Changing the reasons, in the seasons, for a cost that my soul simply cannot pay. Not today. Nor tomorrow. I am lost here, in my sorrow. Drifting away from the sight that gaze me a presence in the light. Now today is gone, tomorrow will lost just the same. Until my body comes back again. Comes home to me. Before my eyes, shall see. A resurrection in a will that has no end. I will be. Found. In all the changes on this day. Found. Before my youth has completely, gone away. Somewhere. I will see, just what fate, has in store for me.

Familar Day

the death upon my heart, is where i start
to fade, and drift away, from all the words
the lovers say, when daggers split
and tear at the heart, watching a love
fall, and split desperately apart
limb from limb
skin from skin, the kisses, the wishes
of days we once knew, lost in the rains
washing through these avenues
and city streets
that my soul walks on tonight
will there ever be an end in sight
so that i might see more, than a world in a blue
skipping through, a world veiled in memories
of laughter, of song, of a peace, before the world
is where i belong tonight, to love, to hold true
these memories, trapped, somewhere deep
inside of you