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06 April 2008 @ 11:35 pm

Our deepest fear is that we will go unnoticed

Our greatest hope is that we will be noticed and not rejected


The most telling lie is the truth we deny ourselves

The most telling truth is the lies that let us sleep at night


The most painful times precede the happiest times

The best times are unpredictable at best, elusive at worst


The time past can never be recovered

But the time to come can be spent in ways that make the loss of it sweeter


05 April 2008 @ 11:34 pm

Hands seeking softness

Mouths feeling the firm

The rising resources

The resounding turn


Kisses probing deeply

Eyes drinking in the scene

Arms holding greatness

The bliss of the clean


<Title to be given by keerawa>

Not the night that is before me

Not the morning full of regret

Not the hope that he adores me

Nor the lies of neglect


Perhaps the signs show he cares

Perhaps the words mean he feels

Perhaps the hurts will forgive me

Perhaps the irony is complete


I will not settle for no answer

I will not rest until I am weak

I will not give in to easy solutions

I will not peek until he is asleep


I have now gained my complete freedom

I have now rushed those pearly gates

I have now past the physical hardness

I have now laid me down to rest