Unable to decipher the visions, the thoughts churning in my head,The cataclysm is silencing, deafening... I find myself speechless...caught in a whirlwind approaching the eye of the storm,I see her there, the peace I'm looking for...wanting to join her in that place, seeking to escape.I'm trapped in self-doubt, entrenched in a shroud of fear Fear of the unknown, Fear of endlessly being lost in my own captivity, Fear of the rejection yet, it arises in me- a tumultuous upheaval burning in me- an eternal flame
I close my eyes and feel her touch,The warmth extends to the very tips,To every fraction of my body,Calming the rising tides. I know not of words that are right, I know not of actions that please, I know only of the feeling I feel in me,And care not for the pleasure of the audience
They see what they want, through their tainted lenses,And I have amused them far too long
They see not what I see- when she sees right through me,They see not the indivisible connection that draws me near I cut the strings that dictate my life,Cynically forcing my every move No longer a marionette for these puppeteers.
For it lives within me, It moves to the rhythm of my heartbeat, It pumps and pulses through my veins, It takes me whole... It needs not approval nor permission, It knows not of limitations and boundaries It has no words to complete it's definition...indescribable, unparallel
That word, that term, that rises up from the hearts of young lovers to the tips of their tongues
Passing through their lips to the heart of another, that word, that term, so miniscule, so undeserving, un-triumphant in its attempt to describe that that is beyond all words...yet, its pacification somehow temporarily subdues.
But the grandeur, the complexity, the effortless epitome of a never-ending, ecstatic paradise
In all it's glory and pain, in all it's bitter sweet existence...It is the one thing that drives us all,
We except its occasional pangs because we are blinded by it's beauty,We are deaf to any defamations, we are caught within that which does not bare a name.
I, too, am entrapped- yet, with a challenging grin intrepidly I dive into it, prepared to sacrifice all else. Embracing it.... as I embrace her fall victim too it.... as I fall into her.Lost in it.... as I get lost in her, I mock the viewers, I mock the world
I laugh as they crumble in disbelief,
Shocked that I am self-moving,
That I can breathe,
That I can feel...
That I am human.
No longer this masquerade. I pull her close, indulging in a kiss,m elting into her as the curtains close
I close my eyes and feel her touch,The warmth extends to the very tips,To every fraction of my body,Calming the rising tides. I know not of words that are right, I know not of actions that please, I know only of the feeling I feel in me,And care not for the pleasure of the audience
They see what they want, through their tainted lenses,And I have amused them far too long
They see not what I see- when she sees right through me,They see not the indivisible connection that draws me near I cut the strings that dictate my life,Cynically forcing my every move No longer a marionette for these puppeteers.
For it lives within me, It moves to the rhythm of my heartbeat, It pumps and pulses through my veins, It takes me whole... It needs not approval nor permission, It knows not of limitations and boundaries It has no words to complete it's definition...indescribable, unparallel
That word, that term, that rises up from the hearts of young lovers to the tips of their tongues
Passing through their lips to the heart of another, that word, that term, so miniscule, so undeserving, un-triumphant in its attempt to describe that that is beyond all words...yet, its pacification somehow temporarily subdues.
But the grandeur, the complexity, the effortless epitome of a never-ending, ecstatic paradise
In all it's glory and pain, in all it's bitter sweet existence...It is the one thing that drives us all,
We except its occasional pangs because we are blinded by it's beauty,We are deaf to any defamations, we are caught within that which does not bare a name.
I, too, am entrapped- yet, with a challenging grin intrepidly I dive into it, prepared to sacrifice all else. Embracing it.... as I embrace her fall victim too it.... as I fall into her.Lost in it.... as I get lost in her, I mock the viewers, I mock the world
I laugh as they crumble in disbelief,
Shocked that I am self-moving,
That I can breathe,
That I can feel...
That I am human.
No longer this masquerade. I pull her close, indulging in a kiss,m elting into her as the curtains close
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