By Patrick
Date: 31 August 2000

One?

The day thy eyes looked into thee
Is when my mind went into a state of mystery 
From that moment on I shall be
The one who will win her heart eventually

The spell began in a Hamlet
A progressive town indeed
One of fantastic diversity
The setting is the key

Twas a lady from the place of employ	
Which spurred this romantic story
A beauty that wont reveal
Until one is able to create the seal

Scenery that is an artist’s heaven
Of witches trade started this ordeal
Hope and beginning have seen
Leads us to the location of what next I will feel
 
The potion insinuated two
However, one was surely enough
My frame of mind is vexed too
Mixed signals can be tough

Her beauty took the eyes and mind askew
Reality usually does not permit
It felt so right I knew what not to do
Hesitation insinuates a fool

The journey now ends on this day
Closure to the matter leads one to being simply friends
Perhaps the workplace wont be a permanent gate
Until we meet again, we will know how this story eventually ends

Alas, how can I pretend to be just friends
These are feelings that one just can’t cloak
As if they did not exist, indeed there is no end
The butterflies versus instinct 

To believe what is not there
Surely must be unfathomable
To the mind and to the heart
Rushes a gold shaped bow
That soars so quickly away but yet so near
It’s surely something one must feel

From a land so deep, a land so surreal
How could it be true when inhibition insinuates the opposite of desire
It’s the challenge that drives my inner self to a level of believing
The belief that someone so perfect could not be true
 
But if true how do I breach?
I have, the signs said yes and no
Games are no fun to the one whom comes across shy loses
Perhaps there are no games at all and its just a dream

For if there is simply a space of deep emptiness
The figure must be a pigment
Of what could be true, though not
For this very girl I speak of I feel the flap
Of the butterfly flying high above the soul
Hopefully, I will live with her everyday, someday, and enjoy her warmth
For my beacon will always shine 
Unlike the ‘old sport’, here lies a soul
However many miles it takes or mountains to climb
The pursuit of becoming a couple to encompass an entire lifetime 

I happen to enjoy her
I can’t fight what I feel
Even nervous and uneasy around the one
I am too careful which leads the mind to an absent state
Work is just a temporary stay
Feelings stay forever

A meeting is taking place 
In which she will see someone
The feedback is a feel of anxiety
Is this meeting the last?                    

A sense that words want to be spoken
Of which I do not know
The past may want to be heard
I am so confused to open up to her

For if the doors open up beyond casual
And the beauty does not enter
The heart will forever be broken
Loneliness will take over

In part I would like it to be
However, am I setting my expectations too high?
Time will tell, time will tell
The sky may part one day and shine on my dream

The feelings are the strongest in thy lifetime
I must be falling for a dream
That’s what constitutes a dream
An unreachable state of being

They come true but to the past it could not be
Perhaps, this is the one that completes me
This dream becomes reality?
Oh, the challenge of such an answer is a fantastic resolve