The Weight of the Moment...  

damn_dame 46F
64 posts
2/24/2006 1:02 am

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4/28/2006 11:32 pm

The Weight of the Moment...


"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity". ~ Gilda Radner, 1946-1989

Tonight I felt the weight of love as it sat upon my chest, stealing my breath, and crushing in on me until I thought my heart would burst. The sparkle of his eyes when they look upon me, the smile upon his face when my image appears, the way he speaks my name, they all touch something within me. To watch as he bared his body for me, turning this way and that, stilled me, made me marvel at his unspeakable visage. I saved every moment for my memory, to remember, when the day comes that my dream will die as I surely know it will.
I could not help but weep, the emotions so strong, my love for this man so profound. And how could I explain this reaction? How can you explain that your heart is swelling with passion, and your mind is so numb with longing, that your whole body aches? How can you explain, that even as your rational mind knows how impossible this situation is, that your heart cries out in denial? How can I explain these feelings to the one I love, when I don't even understand them myself? My angelo, my angleo, how my heart cries out for your love. The echoing silence is at times unbearable.
So, I leave. I cannot bear a moment of tenderness, cannot bear to gaze upon him as I know he is unobtainable. I will cry, I will hurt, I will mourn. I do not wish to make my love discomforted. And so I will come to him again, smiling, pretending everything is alright, that I don't think about when it will all end. I will take every precious moment and savor it, the warmth of his gaze, the smile that beckons me, and his laugh that tickles my heart. I will take each and every moment for as long as I am allowed, hide it and treasure it for the rest of my life. I will make the best of it as it is the only thing I can do.

DearsTorsoHoops 41M

2/25/2006 2:47 am

That was incredible. You should put some of you stories together and have them published. I had a poem published at one time. I read your profile and I thought you was a interesting person and I decide to check you out. I dont know how to send a picture though the blog but I will email you.


damn_dame 46F

3/1/2006 12:39 am

Hey Wolfman, nice to know someone out there thinks I write well. I certainly do enjoy doing it. Awww, thanks for saying I am interesting! I am just like everyone else though, I must confess, some days I am, some days I am just plain old boring me! LOL


cowboyhavinfun0 51M
7 posts
3/1/2006 1:15 pm

This is not my owe but I really like it.

Gifts

To your enemy, foregivness
To an apponent, tolerance
To a friend, your heart
To a customer, service
To all men, charity
To every child, a good example
TO YOURSELF, RESPECT

Hiram


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