Remembering moments where we grow anxious of passing time as kids. Yet When I look at you, it is as if time stands still. Seconds holding you close as minutes accumulate into hours, with eyes locked upon one another. Tracing your features as presentations are drawn when you are before me. Eyes finding color by the light of your smile; See them forever change in an array as hazel gems are your treasure. Forgive me for letting such time apart not arrive sooner, yet it was not ours. But now let it continue to move around us in circles, frozen when we are close to its edge. Hands intertwined by fingers locked finding its course by natural flow. Endless promises I carry not as the present keeps us in reality from a fantasy. But know that these words are not fleeting letters passed on in the battlefield of hearts. You come into focus and as continues to drop and pass on the hourglass, I find a sense of paradise in the desert that once was. Find me tuning the strings and bring about new music with each passing word. You are your own, the queen I see.
The gasps were echoed among the crowded space, as my presence was known. Amidst the pleasant company surrounding me, none was welcoming. To have been known and as the passing light fades revealing my identity, I am forgotten and remembered to pasts thought to have been forgiven. But is the revelation overwhelming to such a degree that the sweltering rays of my gaze, reflects and melts away the thoughts frozen in time? How is it possible for mere mortals to hold such distaste in eternal promises? Silence growing louder as my beating drum knew no sound or feeling, for heart was left in hand but dropped to shatter in pieces without a right mind.
Whispers emerged after what appeared to be a timeless voyage seeking refuge but setting sail to the storm on the horizon. Shadow cast from setting sun to glowing light, trying to peer through veils. Unbeknownst the audience, my passing was recounted as a tale but never an epic beyond fables landing passing eyes, only ears. Now the stories interwoven by my appearance, wraps in perfect unison, depicting the nature of my existence. I am no ghost.
Masquerade in celebration now halted by an unmasked man. Facades drawn to a blank, revealing the clarity of vision. Meaning is not lost but rooted with passing encounters, defining actions as nothing more. Empty words holding no fruit as space is given with each foot drifting across and so I carry on.
Beady eyes finding worth by bringing down looks. Holding themselves in high esteem while imperfections ring out and deafens the building of words piling up the monumental moment, bestowed by my arrival. My return apparent and yet never embraced or foreseen, though quick action is given by none at all. Find me leave the quarrels of minds and feelings to depart on my return as an endless paradox.
To what man can I describe your beauty? Has not those of old in memories you hold seen such array of an intricate being interwoven to such splendor? Yet they were cast aside by times and never anchored or so wanted to keep you as so. Lest I stand on shore and dare not embrace your call as I see your riveting light. And though they say to be with a poet you will be basked in words but let my actions bring just reward. For though I hold you and trace thoughts, emotions of yesterday’s and today’s, I plan to walk til tomorrow. Know me not as a standard cast in lots but as a man speaking words of honesty. For you are not my muse but music and you now surround the area. You are beauty for you are art and I try to understand your complexities, curves, textures and show you my own. You are my beautiful.
I don’t know why people think I’m so cold. Is it because I speak from a broken soul? But what if I told you it has been restored and I simply want to see the world burn? Would you think I was mad and never come close? Would you think I have gotten to this state alone? Maybe I’m just trying to reignite the passion we all yearn. The light amidst the darkness, from which we are born. Lessons learned, so if you remember me, start to lose those memories. Begin to see life and change beyond reveries. Mystery of what was in the shadows, the unknown. Photo exposed, revealing one who grew a backbone and gained control. So now if you test me, just know where I stand. An imperfect man who is warmed. Soaring heart in where only in the Heavens I burn.
Allow me to dive within the ocean of your eyes. Drowning in your mind. Give me time to reveal to you why I hold you tight. Long nights beside you while we enjoy the ride. But If you’re uncertain, I’ll confirm, it’ll be all right. Because I was left with choices to reach new heights. After I was broken and was brought back to life. You now hold a man who no longer runs wild. Let me trace your lines as you smile. And though you don’t believe in fantasy. The reality is that you are magic to me. Your words spelling new enchantments of the seas. So please, know that I don’t promise you the world. I promise to be whole and hold you close. Know that though I may sink, I keep afloat; you pull me in.
I got tired of lavish dreams. I’m now living within lucid fabrics of reality. Forget me for who I was and let me rest in pieces. Broken soul restored by the God who is mocked by Heathens. I yell out to the world, revealing the proof beyond reason. Heaven can be a mile away. But on this day I reach its gates. My girl supporting my vision I envision. Though at times I can seem twisted, trapped in the prison. Mental captivity described in similes. An Anomaly orally giving remedies.
Worrying which wish will weather weathers, we will wrestle with wondering worth. Greatest gift graciously given. Speaking seasons sweetly seasoned shown seeping seeds spoken. High Holy hands helping helpless humans. I will never excuse this vision or where I step. Escaping death while my faith takes tests. My God is the light of my life. New sights no longer held by time. Keep me eternal, keep me close. Keep me from losing my worth, losing my soul. Without you there is no reason for being. Allow me to reflect and bear the image of Jesus. And though you keep me company, lead me to your will. A woman so invested in you that I won’t slip from spills. I don’t need a power trip, my vacation is not found in external bliss. Keep me and lead me in your ways. Passing past pastures purposely pursuing purpose. Crossing crosses crossed, crucified Christ, creating creations. I fear God, no man. I’m thankful for another day, under your grace. The sacrifice you made, humbled and blessed. It is all for your name. Keep me.