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Your Eyes As We Said Our Goodbyes Can't Get Them Out Of My Mind And I Find I Can't Hide (From) Your Eyes The Ones That Took Me By Surprise The Night You Came Into My Life Where There's Moonlight I See Your Eyes How'd I Let You Slip Away When I'm Longing So To Hold You Now I'd Die For One More Day 'Cause There's Something I Should Have Told You Yes There's Something I Should Have Told You When I Looked Into Your Eyes Why Does Distance Make Us Wise? You Were The Song All Along And Before The Song Dies I Should Tell You I Should Tell You I Have Always Loved You You Can See It In My Eyes

Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows. Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play. The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you. The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you. Without you, the stars roar the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves. Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash. The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you. The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you. The world revives— Colors renew— But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue. Without you. Without you, the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats. Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walk, the lungs breathe. The mind churns! The heart yearns! The tears dry, without you. Life goes on, but I’m gone. Cause I die, without you. Without you. Without you. Without you.

A single tear rolls down her cheek for a dream remembered... She thought she could walk away from it never wanting it again for the life she has was always enough or was it just distracting enough that she forgot about her dreams. Laying there in the dark of night a rush of emotions, she can't believe how bad she wants it and how badly she's always wanted it... and yet so afraid to try to get it, she doesn't even know how. A life so demanding how could she dare to give up or miss out on what she has for something so unknown.... maybe that is why it's just a dream. Something you can hold onto and hope that someday it may happen but knowing it probably won't and being happy keeping it as a wishful dream.

Who knows how to live this life... cuz I don't... Who knows how to keep from gettin sucked onto that mid size honda sedan bandwagon that everybody my age or older seems to be gettin sucked onto? Cuz I don't... I know how to stand by watch them all go umpety jumpety bumpety by all smiles and money makin kind, not noticing the year or the miles or the fact that they are binded and blinded by their old school all American happy days ways man... Maybe I'll just do what everybody else does... blindfold myself, swear to the kindness of blindness... The blind leadin the blind leadin the blind leadin the blind, all for the sublime and all for a good ole American time.

Who am I but one who writes the words which melt hearts and souls, who wishes she knew more of what her hands wrote - whose depth is love's most shallow purpose. Who are you that you should care so much and show such interest in me when I think I'm not what you wanted - not what anyone sees themselves with... I am an ideal - a poet - one in touch with myself, my soul, and my heart - one who wrings the sorrow of my life daily, who curses myself hourly and can't find a way to fully cry. The age of my soul is disputable, but my ache I feel - the ache I have always felt grows less sharp with you, so I begin to love - blindly - hoping to be loved back, scared not to be... But I love.

Living in the moment, while holding these times dear; I'll cherish these days forever, finally letting go of my fear. We find joy in the simple things and peace of mind follows; Keeping friends in the highest place, our strength through pain and sorrows. I'm looking through these enchanted eyes, searching, perhaps for something I will find; Remembering fairy tales of long ago, once I was told now fading in my mind. Will this day finally come when I find someone who fits, this man for which I dream? When fate cuts in and moves your soul, once again love becomes hearts fiend. Destiny takes us by the hand, leading us to one another; Two connected souls, somehow meant to be, these hearts have found each other. Now wanting to share this love inside, though the road seems hard and long; But patiently I'll still wait for love, but until that day, My heart shat slumber on.

I stand alone, on my own two feet; It feels like I've been here forever, Alone. I want to tackle the world; Face my Fears head on, becoming stronger with each passing day. I don't want to feel my future slipping away any longer, but rather long for the anticipation of the things yet to come. I want to feel loved again; I need to fall honestly and openly. I dream not of material things, not of money or what it may bring; Not of fame nor recognition, for what I dream is so much more. It is: The kiss of Love's lips, the touch of Love's hands; The sway of Love's hips, the moments at hand; And so much more than this, of course, like the presence of that one. The welcome romance, the laughter and fun; Even the tiney tear upon my face, not of sadness, but more of grace; I yearn for that tear of happiness, brought on by three words; A sound when spoken, like the song from a bird; Like peeling bells when they are rung. These words that roll off Love's tongue; Leaving this poet paralyzed, awaiting the day I have nothing to do, but return the favor...."I love you too"

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I let myself down, head hung in shame; On my knees crying, tormented by the rain. Fallen under the pressures of this fucked up society; I clench my teeth, just trying to deal quietly. Taking on the world, I failed, but what did I gain? Happiness turned into sorrow, pleasure into pain. My heart bruised and broken, beating ever so slightly; Like a prize fighter barely surviving those 12 rounds nightly. Beaten and exhausted, up against the rope; Alone, lost and shaking, do I still have any hope? I was given the chance to experience the truest and purest of loves; Only to grieve its loss as reality violently shoves... The memories of friends I've watched come and go; Some to a place where darkness is all they will ever know. I know where I've been, but not where I'm going; Know what I've done, but not what I'm doing. In my darkest hour will the light finally dawn? Will I find the strength to somehow carry on? Yes, I let myself down, but there will be an end to this pain; When this eternal night ends and I step out of the rain. Saturday, November 15, 2003