The Passionate Stranger  

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2/18/2006 8:51 am

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The Passionate Stranger

The Passionate Stranger As a young man I had clouds in my coffee and thought it was just about fun and time doesn’t standstill for anyone, but it would for me. In my yesterdays when I was young the taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue. I teased at life as if it were a foolish game. The way an evening breeze would tease a candled flame, the thousand dreams I dreamed the spendered things I planned. I always built to last on weak and shifting sand, I lived by night in shame the naked light of day, and only now I see how the years have run away. When I was young there were so many songs that waited to be song. So many wild pleasures that lay in store for me, and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see. I ran so fast at times I never thought my time would ever end. The days had no end and I could outlast the never ending setting sun and last till time ran out. I never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation that I can recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all. The moon was blue and every crazy day brought something new to do, and I use my magic age as if it were a wand. I never saw the waste and the emptiness beyond. The game of love I played with arrogance and pride. With every flame my lips so quickly felt, just that quickly seemed to melt. The friends I made all seem some how to drift away. Only now I see I am left on stage to end the play, and can only hope not by myself. There are so many songs in me that won’t be sung, for I feel the biter taste of tears upon my tongue. The time has come for me to pay for yesterdays when I was young! Now I’m stuck in the middle and I don’t know where the ends of the middle are anymore. I’m like torn between two lovers in all the thoughts of what I could have done and I’m here in Plano; with everyone that’s back in PA seem to be in my dance of yesterdays. I search for where will be my new tomorrows. I know there somewhere in my burning heart as it wanders endlessly searching for the flicking flaming rest. I don’t know where she will be or who can hold this candled flame. I only know time sifts threw the hour glass never to return. I wish I could flip the glass and start again new but life doesn’t work that way, to bad I can only live my life once. If given the chance I do it over again with little difference I’d play the tune. If time will only wait out this flickering flame dance with me that still burns like the sun inside of me. If given that one thing my heart searches for in endless whispers that no one hears, but across my lips I still sing the songs I sung when I was young. The songs name still sings she will be above all. Above all earthly powers, above all kingdoms, above all kings, above all thrones, above all nature and all created things, above all wisdom and all the ways of man, above all wonders the world has ever known, above all wealth and treasures of the earth, there’s no way to measure what she’ll be worth, At the end of my dance with life on earth, I’ll live to die in my thoughts that just one thing that mattered to me. Did I do my best to live for love, did I live my life for her, when it’s all been said and done all my treasures will mean nothing, only what I’ve done for loves reward will stand the test of time. That I looked beyond our weaknesses and found purest gold in our love making two twined together as one. I will always sing her praise here on earth and ever after, for in her heart will be my true home when it’s all been said and done. She’ll be the life, in life itself!!!


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