FOREVER IS TOO FAR

A million words would not make my world

Just a single word from my love

Your sigh is my healer

What you say is could be my killer

Baby let me hold your waist

I am afraid this longing is to great I cant wait

In my heart I have been carrying this weight

Let it be today

Baby let us dance to night

Can I hold you a little tight

Just a little so it would not hurt

I cant promise tomorrow

Just now I am sure I can count

This feeling is right

And my heart is tingling to the marrow

My heart can't promise

But tonight you are my perfect one

Forever may be too far

Tonight is just enough my soul mate

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OVERSTAYED VISIT

You don't need me So I thank you for the good you have done I say it in silence That way you will not sense the silent good bye It hurts me that our business in your face is done But I will remember we were brothers I will pray for you For my prayer is that you fly high and steady in the strong winds I will not forget that you helped me And the much I am or will be will acknowledge you But tonight I will pack what I can And leave your house brother Not groaning For all of us are guests in each others lives In my case I must have overstayed my visit I hope love never grows old I will find peace when it thrives again But now It is obviously used. YOU CAN READ MORE

THE PARADOX

The fact that the reason to hold on is bigger than the reason to give up Does not trivialize your pain The fact that you neither shed a tear nor made a sound Does not mean you never cried The fact that you smiled all through the ceremony does not mean you were happy The fact that you are alive and happy Does not mean you aren't dead A strange ghost animating your body Not your dream self The fact you woke up with a plan Does not mean you aren't drifting through life The fact that you love a song Does not mean it makes you happy The fact that you woke when the alternative seemed lucrative Tells that you have outsmarted the paradox once more

KINDRED

I wish I had a friend Whose loyalty would never bend Walk with me miles on end Be plain and never pretend A cynic who would blend But to me be a kindred A spirit that knows me Keep me and my secrets just as I would To the very end

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