Questions and Answers

Answers are not easy to get when the questions are not voiced
Answers are not easy to give when the questions are not choice
Questions are chosen by the asker and not by the asked.
Questions are spoken by the speaker and are thought to be chaste

If we could ask ourselves the correct questions
The truth will always come out.
The answers we all know within
The choices are what we're all about.

It becomes difficult to ask when we know the answer brings pain
It's painful to know why she left and left this hurtful stain
But the choice was made whether it be wise or not
My opinion is moot, door closed, thoughts are thought

We will suffer for a while until the pain subsides.
We will hope to be healed despite our hurting pride.
I hope she can understand the pain that I'm in.
I hope that she can forgive and forget all my sins.

I'll remember the good times, the laughs and the touch.
I'll remember the intimacy of her breath upon my neck
Alas, she's gone, I must now make a choice.
I shall relish the time spent, and move on with my life.

Smiles

There are times I have been awake

While asleep within my soul

Waiting to for the mare to break

To release the passion I know.

Then you arrived to lightly nudge me along

Edging to the rim and looking down to darkness

You showed me the cliff to jump not off but from

To embrace what you offer, arms open I shall succumb

The darkness spans beneath my feet
Beyond which I cannot see
But I don't fret the darkness unknown
I can only see your smile within me it grows

The height at which I leap needs not to be expressed
The weight that rests upon my soul sheds upon each step
The chasm over which I've flown is left far behind
The ground upon which I land is heaven within my mind

Hold on tight to my passion and learn
What will become of the future you earned
Your anguish is gallant, your suffrage selfless
Your heart is loving , your beauty is endless

If time will tell what the future holds
Then time has whispered to me what it should not have told
For I know now what will become of us
The future will tell time and will help both of us

I don't require possession of one's soul
I don't demand restitution for time long lost
I require acceptance of me as a whole
I demand your smile and that's all it costs

Engulfed With Beauty

I could write forever 

of the thoughts I have swirling in my head, dizzying my consciousness,

 but the picture I have of you in my mind eases my tensions 

and makes me smile.

It's hard for me to write
When my spirit is at ease.
It's difficult to express feelings
That are not grossly obese

The existence of this poem
Is to show that I'm true
My honesty is real
You have cured my blues.

Despite your situation
Regardless of the riles
You have chosen to visit me
For this we dine in style.

Like the night we met
Our souls will find each other.
Smiles passed and our coals are lit
Smoldering in our thoughts

Your words entrance me.
Your kindness caresses me.
Your aura enlightens me
Your beauty engulfs me.

Intertwined with passion
Our bodies will become one.
Separation for only a breath
A breath to breathe until we're done.

Laying by your side.
Stroking your skin
Staring in to your eyes
I'm completely at your whim