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By prezioso Date: 2002 Jul 28 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.28.02.13.6798]] |
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You If you only knew the relief felt in reading word from you. If a man starves for days, nutruition would be his only savior. As is your words. Though tell me, of our love. Not of artificial circumstances. Please. Don't you know that vague words hurt me. Every detail matters. The posture of your thought, your expression, or the brightness of your smile. Early morning you write, brings a cloud over my admiration. I still am me. I still feel incompleteness. Perhaps it is my fault for being not as forward as I should. No matter. You know this old drifting love is not done. I still have one more ace up my sleeve. And it will triumph over the falsities of any love. I may await your call, but it is you that fear. Love knows no peril. It seems my whole life I have sought love in three stages. There is the pursuit and the heartache. I have always believed that there existed a transition in between. I have never found it. Though my hope lyes within what we had. It is there I have destined my love to live. What I have has been obviously a greater dream than you realize. For if you did not, then you would have never deserted an everlasting love I promised. Me |