Each day passes taking me further away
Yet a part of me wants to stay
Close by just to see
What might be.
A look in the eye
Brings a smile and a sigh
For it’s quite a treat
To feel something so sweet.
What is this feeling?
Is it too soon to be dreaming?
How will I know if this is right?
Will it be worth a fight?
When I go
Will we know
If we want this to last,
Or is the time just too fast?
-T
~December 10, 2008
A soft whisper
A gentle touch
A sweet caress
Is all that I desire.
A pleasant conversation
A sharing of hearts
A feeling of trust
Is all that I need.
A step closer
A heartbeat away
A sigh of contentment
Is all that I hope.
I desire a subtle sweetness that encaptures passion.
I need both a best friend and a lover to trust.
I hope for open arms to complete the circle of love.
– T
~December 7, 2008
There’s a hole in my heart the shape of you.
There’s a sadness in my eyes that match you.
There’s a loneliness that fills my soul that is part of you.
All my life I have tried to find the love you gave to me.
All my life I have avoided my deep aching for you to know me.
All my life I have been wondering what is wrong with me.
Do I look like you?
Do I smile or laugh like you?
Do I act like you?
I love my life, but who am I?
I love my family, but who am I?
I love my work, but who am I?
Before I had a fantasy of you in a strange land
Before I had a dream I would speak to you and hold your hand
Before I had a hope of finding you….
But, Omma odie?
-T
~December 1, 2008
What is this feeling?
What is this fear?
What is this I both desire and dread?
My heart remembers the pain
My heart still feels the wounds
My heart longs for love
I ache for tenderness
I ache for a soft whisper
I ache to trust
My spirit cries out
My spirit longs
My spirit no longer wants to go alone
Who can my heart beat for?
Who can stop the aching?
Who can protect my spirit?
Are you willing to take my heart and not break it?
Are you willing to hold me close and never let go?
Are you willing to love me body and soul?
-T
~December 1, 2008
I haven’t had time to write on my story or anything, but lately I’ve been moved to write poetry again. It’s been a while … used to be something I did all the time and somehow I forgot or lost the poetry in my life. It seems it is starting to come back. I’m not saying it is good…not that it matters as writing is a window into one’s soul.
A walk in the sun
To get a breath of fresh air
Is how it was begun.
Connected as friends
Laugh and hang out together
Nosotros hablamos en espanol tambien!
Smiles, hugs and little chats
Made me feel comfortable to share
More than just my fear of ending up with just cats.
I have no expectations;
Desire no pressure or dramas,
Just am feeling good without any hesitation.
So, I continue to walk in the sunshine
Enjoying the warmth and ease of
Being with you, holding your hand in mine.
-T
~November 30, 2008
