Moving Forward  

_RoSe_ 47F
816 posts
8/2/2006 10:54 pm

Last Read:
9/9/2006 7:37 am

Moving Forward

Standing here in a daze,
Watching, searching, wondering why,
Times forgotten running through my mind,
Memories played out fresh and new,
A touch, A look, feeling you close,
Seeing the faces that pass me by,
Lonliness and fatigue weigh me down,
Smiles so empty, eyes that are blank,
No One sees, No One Knows,
Sheltered, Confined, against the world,
Darkness and hurt locked away.

Out of the haze I feel your presense,
Wading through the muck and clay,
Clawing your way through my wall,
Climbing your way over my barrier,
Boundaries seem to no longer exist,
Where did they go, Who let them down,
Did I open the door, or did you break it down.
Feeling your hand reaching for mine,
Uncertain to take it, or flee.

Feeling your hand enclosed in mine,
Your whisper against my ear,
Trust me angel and you will fly.
Hold me close and don't let go,
Soaring together through the clouds,
Touch me, Feel me, Make me Whole,
Warmth floods through my body,
Feeling your embrace so close,
Hearts beat as one, in a rythymic tune,
A harmony, A melody, beyond compare

"A life without passion is not a life; it is merely an existence."

ZZ_Todd 59M

8/3/2006 5:44 am

Nice. No, I take that back.

VERY Nice! I like your way with words!

passion7523 51M
2931 posts
8/3/2006 11:52 pm

this is very beautiful rose ..passion

reach out further
i need to hold your
hand in mine
reach out so i can
draw you near
and feel your heart beat
next to mine
can you not feel
they beat with the same
hurt can you not feel
they beat to the same music
hear my whisper to your ear
let us change the rythm
of the music let out
hearts beat to a new tune
so that we may soar together
touch me feel me make me whole
through the clouds
hand in hand our bodies
in close embrace
and together we will
dance to our new freedom
a new dawning melody beyond compare
far beyond the empty confines
of darkness and far beyond
our prison of pain
come fly with me
all this and more
is ours to share

donnysurewood 36M
6 posts
8/4/2006 7:25 am

That was a beautiful poem. Glad I got the chance to read it.Here's one for you.... There was a young man named Horatio.This hung fellow gave himself fellatio.He'd exclaim with delight,when his jism took flight,"they say this stuff's good for your face ya know."donnysurewood

grib1876 45M

8/11/2006 3:30 pm

Very beautiful Rose...I hope that you find someone that can do this for you. I know I have and it makes a world of difference to know that person is there. Grib(wants2)

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