Unclear

Open eyes:
Iris, face up to rays of blinding light;
White windows
in a relentless night;
Soft whispers sailing swiftly;
Piercing through an unrelated ear;
New insight; Telepathic trick;
Muffled sight, but open to hear

May 20, 1995

From Charm To Harm

You're running your fingers through my hair.
It's at times like these that I'm aware.
I feel warm all around
in this love that I've found.

You're making me feel so loved and wanted;
chasing away spirits in a world once haunted.
If you would only do it more!
It's time like these that I live for!

Whether it is seldom or not,
I'm thankful for what I've got.
My well-being depends on your smile.
I'm only happy when it stays for a while.

I'd do anything in the world for you.
I feel my love for you all through.
I'm waiting for you to come to me,
so I can show you what can be.

I long to be held in your arms
to feel the intense affect of your charms.

I question what is real and what is true.
I question if my love is stronger for you.
I torture myself to give you the benefit of the doubt.
I sense I'd rather not find out.
I wonder if you feel the same for me;
if you see the things in us, I see.

I have to question your care,
since your running your fingers through her hair.

May 16, 1995

Post Initmate Thought

Could you possibly understand,
or even imagine?

I look at you
or just think of you,
and your face rests in a glow
brought on by your eyes.

Seeing this,
I want nothing else out of my life
than to keep that glow strong.

You tell me you love me,
and I say it back,
but you have no idea!

May 15, 1995