Known

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I know her so well,
Though I’m not sure how.
Mists from a distant past
to a clear here and now.
Perhaps from a recurring dream,
where love is real, not fake.
Where I know I might find her
lying beside me as I wake.
A line in my favourite book
Eloquent words enliven a blank page
A scene in a romantic play…
a soliloquy that fills an empty stage.
I know her so well,
Though it’s been but a while.
A rainbow of honest expression
Caring eyes and a truthfulsmile.
Perhaps she understands me
Sees beyond my flaws, my past
Accepts my own honest ravings
because I’m in love at last.
Knowing that she is always here
in my mind and in my heart.
In my thoughts and my hopes…
Ties that bind when we’re apart.
I know her so well
The road winds along
Familiar signs mark the way
Turns are right, never wrong.
I know her so well
My mind’s eye can see
All that matters now…
is that she’s here with me.
 
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Patience

               Patience
Life is a test of endurance.

It’s a journey, not a race.
The heart needs to realize
at a slow and steady pace.

Take one big step forward
Then a pause to reflect
It’s all a matter of time
and of space, and of respect.

Always tempting to jump ahead
To take that leap of faith
To embrace a familiar feeling
of comfort, warm and safe.

Wiser to observe caution
Be sure that you can cope
Better to know the distance
than to spring across with hope.

Life is a test of endurance.
It’s a journey, not a race.
The mind needs to realize
at a slow and steady pace.

Teetering on the edge of a fall
The soul’s struggle deep
A cavern of internal unknown
that wakes us as we sleep.

There is a delicate balance
In how to act and what to say
Wire thin the element of risk
that the one, could get away.

It’s true that patience is a virtue
The strongest will’s test
An ever necessary struggle
with knowing what is best.

Life is a test of endurance
It’s a journey, not a race
The spirit needs to stabilize
at a slow and steady pace.

The answer may be simple
It’s the question that is obscure
A puzzle with many pieces
If they’ll fit is what’s unsure.

The solution becomes easier
As we discover all of the parts
Take the time to get it right
and we’ll stimulate our hearts.

Patiently putting it all together
Is completing how we feel
Joined as one in body and mind
in a picture of something real.

Life is a test of endurance.
It’s a journey, not a race.
Two hearts need to coincide
at a slow and steady pace.

Lucid

                      Lucid 
I take a moment to reflect.

It’s
the way she makes me feel
her natural sexual appeal
Exquisite eyes, a lucid mirror
it’s what I see that’s real

More to her that meets my eyes.
H
er curves where shape should be
her smile that stays with me
Wisps of hair, a playful gaze
imperfections I choose to see

Wanting just to hold her close.
A
n instinctive need to protect
an urge that I did not expect
She seems so alive, a pure soul
with
a heart I won’t neglect.

The simple gestures and glances.
W
e share a moment of know
we see the path and we take it slow
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a bond that can only grow.

Back to the proper beginning.
T
o this place of hopeful and true
to this spark of me and you
Starting with fun, a shared adventure
this sense of something new

Absence elevates our hungry minds.
We must
 satisfy what we implore
we can barely close the door
Enough for two, a passionate pair
an appetite for so much more

Expectations set aside for both our sakes.
A
n honest effort to suppress a race
in our steady measured pace
Discovering more each day, 
reservations that hold our place

There’s only so much to say.
W
e are here in the new and now
where life controls what we allow
Wishful words, a stop-gap measure
and the bridge to when and how

No real hurry now that we know.
T
here is this time that’s on our side
so much more we haven’t tried
Lets enjoy each moment, a life journey
just sit back and enjoy the ride

Matters

Restless pursuit this need to run
down streets of fire and rain
back alleys of joy and pain
away from the eyes of yesterday
to where it’s only this day that
matters


Happy and safe and satisfied          Tells me exactly why she feels

  Rests her head above my heart       Grips my arm to keep me near
    Pretty and kind and genuine             Simple sense should be enough
      Pure measure to her responses        Obviously sure in her sensuality

To nurture is my nature                 Have settled into this calm before
  Same quiet comfort condition       An air of duality peaceful and familiar
    How to detach is my dilemma       Never wishing to affect or afflict
      Needing to leave circumstance at full speed and join the chase to where I belong


No right escape from this situation
spiral stairway to solid ground
twisting path from lost to found
away from the arms of yesterday
to where it’s only this way that
matters


Time and space and in between         Barely standing on shaky legs
  Misunderstood meandering man       Looking for the straight answer
   Accepting and expecting and free      Open to possibilities and change
     Uncertain of which way to turn            Divided with my head in the clouds

To settle has been my pattern           An ego fed love I can never return
  Boundless bravado housed inside    A shadow beside my former self
   To pursue is what I’ve got to do          Releasing the will to grasp at chance
     Needing to motivate my willing legs and take purposeful strides toward fulfillment


I want to take her hand and run
down streets of fire and rain
back alleys of joy and pain
away from the eyes of yesterday
to where I can have my say in what
matters


Exciting and vital and full of life            Challenging my every need to know

  Chasing her essence lost in a trance     I see so much living behind her eyes
    Radiant and bright and so aware           Yet suspended in a well of reserve
     She shines a light in my search               Love lost places that I hope to find

To burst out through an open door          Releasing the passion that controls me
  Carrying all the devotion I have to give    Leaving behind this tormented soul
   To swiftly scoop her up on my way            Imagining a path to where we belong
     Confident in knowing this is right and completely prepared to sprint into the sun


I have to take her hand and run

down streets of fire and rain
back alleys of joy and pain
away from the eyes of yesterday
to where it’s only today that
matters

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