Where Chance Takes its Warmth

Through all the ways I feel
while every other explanation
clouds my mind,
to be with you now
still fades into highlights
as the music of my soul.

Tinted bit by bit by what is lost
is tomorrow,
bathed in bright tracks
everyone can see leaving
as I tried to
for years and years.

Dancing in the air
are thoughts
that do not know your name
with voices
breathing doubt
into my senses.

Now will endless seconds
share the same sky
with the prelude
that resonates
from everything I know?

Does a chance watch a veil
climb the stairway of daydreams
with eyes
that give what is inside
of me away?

While I long to call what runs around me,
only minutes
of which I have no control,
and like a giant oak
I bend against my grain.

After circling through all the ways I feel
and dancing in the air
with these thoughts;
I find everything
has become tinted bit by bit
by what is found today.

So now I watch darkness
escape up the stairway of daydreams
while chance takes its warmth
from the veil as it falls.

Still, while I may long to call what we are,
miles away from love,
I find myself following
all the ways
I feel about you.

Reviews

[FJ Davis]

Will any genuine lover ever really be satisfied with, "for as long as it lasts?" Isn't that precisely what a true lover dreads the most--a foreseeable end to cherished closeness? Isn't that why one would hesitate to fully commit?
How the mouth doth protest what the soul would deny!
A brave, soul-searching poem, Neva. And yes...grandly, curiously, hauntingly beautiful.

[Lilly Negoi]

"so now i watch darkness
escape up the stairway of daydreams" - what tour of imagination you offer...

[Pollyanna]

Love is many things and can be forever, but there will always be the fear of it's loss. You have done a fabulous job with this particuar "what if". Beautiful, as always!

[Judy Ponceby]

Lovely, beautiful expressions. Full of love and questioning the possible loss. Wonderful once again Neva. :)

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

As I read this poem I felt lost..stumbling along the walls of a labyrinth.
The emotion was genuine and heart felt.

[Letemdangle]

If only infatuation was this patient.

[Pebbles]

This is a very thoughful write Neva ...havnt been on for a while but i do love reading you even more when ive been away xx

[Hayley]

Amazing! I love it, as always. I agree with Derek, I like the honesty of your voice.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Beautifully written as always my friend.

[fargone]

i love this, neva. the blank verse definitely adds to the effect. wonderful, as always. :)

[Derek S.Keck]

I love the honesty of the voice, and the acceptance of the realization of continued love so strongly resignates in the last stanza. You give words so much meaning,you paint such beautiful images.