Stones

Another dark day in this living hell of misery.
Living in a cage of awkwardness and regrets.
Closing my eyes and pulling up memories.
Shadows of days past now turned to stone.
The way she looked still as ice in winter.
Deep inside she's constantly my centre.
Even in cold stone her gaze pierces my soul.
Hazel eyes that see through all my lies.

Discarding my mask, I seek a new refuge.
Seeking myself the Greek tragic heroes.
Finding deep solace in the face of Dionysos.
I drink another 40 to complete the disguise.
Drunken revelry and false bravado.
Trying to forget what troubles me underneath.
Dancing fingers waltz at midnights chime.
Awakening desires I'd thought long forgotten.

The fog of memory's past flooded my mind.
Dry lips needing to be kissed passionately.
Ever present the knowledge of the forbidden.
Pushing boundaries, timid to not offend.
Wishing I could speak freely at great length.
But a slave to the rules established long before.
She is a woman, and I am a man, this much is true.
But why must the man always take the lead.

Equal partners, the secret longing of my heart.
Yet life seems filled with lovers and the loved.
On the see-saw of emotions, one always loves more.
Leaves one hanging up in the air as high as a kite.
The other one squatting uncomfortably on the ground.
Make a move and reanimate the stones of my mind.
Light fire to my heart and my inhibitions, tonight!
Tonight we make love like two virgins in broad daylight.

Reviews

[Deandra Dawn]

Absolutely beautiful...but sad....it's all in the perception of what you feel to be during that "moment" You may feel/think that such feelings aren't returned or aren't as strong but until you can get into the other person's head completely then you will never know for sure. Love is a gamble. Play your hand or fold....