We search within
for the day of forever,
tying memory after memory
in a never-ending pattern
which flows forwards and back,
and yet,
we never see towards
the periphery,
we stand blinded in the fury
and anticipation of discovery
of the things we hide
and questions we want to ask,
like,
why...
do you burn through my mind,
forever falling
in endless choices,
traveling on the wheel of time
which breaks in every day,
in every hour
that slips through our fingers
too easily
though we grip tightly, like steel,
until we bend too far the other way
and all is gone,
as if it never was,
just one more morning to wake to,
and one more night to struggle with.
There are those who face loss
with fierceness of determination
to overcome and forget,
then there are those
who fall beneath the weight
and pretend
life has some ultimate meaning.
And there are the rest of us
who believe
in the day of forever,
and we wait
and we hold on
...forever.
2
If you must give me your heart,
Let it not be for this and that, or
What you think my love would bring.
Love should be free and fair
A priceless gift from your heart,
For love is spirit and lives in the heart...
Without motive or countless conditions.
For these stipulations of love, my dear, are
Never permanent but temporary indeed
Love is eternal and lives after death
That?s what makes love unique.
Love?s motive is to share and serve,
To build a heart destroyed by fire
Sympathetic but not based on sympathy
Is true love that flows from the heart.
A conditional love is a physical one
Built on material things, fame and fortune
It?s spiritual content is lost to the wind
What?s left...a sounding brass, a tinkling cymbal
3
I'm in control...
I tell myself.
My heart will not be thieved.
You came along,
now it's gone...
and cannot be retrieved.
4
If only for an instant
I could see your beautiful face
It would fill my empty spirit
With wondrous life and grace
As I watch, and you unknowing
I love you from afar
I can see your face is glowing
Underneath the brightest star
In a great majestic palace
Of 'forever' do I wait
And not once feeling callous
To the outcome of my fate
Forever will I want you
And forever you will you be
A memory of something true
That wasn?t meant for me
I?ll see you standing there
And want you standing here
But always loving from afar
And never very near
5
she grabs his hand and holds on tight
the thought of letting go
never crosses her mind
they slowly walk, hand in hand
to a very distant and secret land
she opens her soul
and pours out her heart
she tells him her every hope, dream,
thought and prayer
she tells of the love she treasures
and so dearly holds for him,
and only him,
how she could get lost
in his beautiful big, blue eyes
if he'd only let her
and how every now and then,
and every moment in between,
the thought of him lingers in her mind
how his smile can light up a room
without him even knowing it
she shares the dreams that come every night
dreams of him and her
and how they feel so right
she tells him the prayer she's prayed every night
(since the beginning of time) to God up above
simply asking for him, the one who holds her heart
in the palm of his hands, to return her love
she turns to walk away, her work there is done
but he doesn?t let her go
instead he looks deep into her eyes,
opens his mouth to speak, but not a sound
comes from his perfect lips
he smiles his wonderful smile
and begins to tell her how every time she's near
he trembles with excitement and fear
how his heart races almost out of control
he says he dreams the same dream
even says the same prayer to the Lord up above
that she would share his love
with tears in her eyes, she cracks a smile
he pulls her near and softly whispers in her ear
whatever it was, he said the right thing
because today they're celebrating 50 years
of nothing less than
an endless love
6
When I wake in the morning
I long to see you face
When I hear the phone ring
I can only hope to hear your voice
As I walk the short path to your house
I strain to see the car that proves your presence
You open the door to show your smiling face
And I can't keep myself from melting
When you look at me with those beautiful brown eyes
I feel as though you're looking right into my soul
When you entwine your hand in mine
It's as though you've connected our hearts
You look at me as though you know my thoughts
And when you speak, it's almost as though you do
As I look at the stars each night
All I think of is you
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