Hey Ainey! It always strikes me how, your words are short, to the point, but always striking and powerful.
What a wonderful irony: you saw him in the dark, and felt him in the light. That's how Michael is. He isn't just anyone. he is a contradiction and complex soul in himself.. We cannot see things in the dark, but the fact that you write that you see him, speaks of your faith in him, how you know it is him. beautiful!
in the light everything becomes clear, we can't dream, so you feel him in everything that surrounds you instead of seeing him. My God.. Lovely!
We all survive in our dreams where we can see him, speak to him, live with him and love him.. What is the promise he kept? ;D
Gentle , warming sweet solace expressions of your heart in speech. For so long it was the silent air , the only antidote. Hidden was the remedy of voice. Touch thought to be the only solution, a heart can fool the soul it misleads a soul can break free, and live. Only then. Only now. In despair, life is here, the breath of voice, the tone of loss. Emotion can't fake, emotion can break Where is the comfort? Hold my hand. I desire a vocal dance.
Closer each beat although our worlds are far apart. I open my eyes and feel it I hear it impossible is certain with just one touch. My destined belief enclosed in an embrace- my body yearns -and all at once I am released from my past to be lost in the very heartbeat that brought me here. -a vision of beauty. a king whose crown shines brighter than a halo, a king whose heart beat lives on through us. If only speech was louder than thoughts.
I surrounded you where there is comfort. A lifetime of chance where I am waiting. Apprehensive, at first. Unknown judgment of a place that is far ahead. Better living for a broken soul, I'm never let down by you, you don't know the meaning. Your arms are a sea of love, your laughter the innocence of a child. Your tears are a burden of an ending world- yet you live forever. and that is where I am. With you.
Hey Ainey!
ReplyDeleteIt always strikes me how, your words are short, to the point, but always striking and powerful.
What a wonderful irony: you saw him in the dark, and felt him in the light. That's how Michael is. He isn't just anyone. he is a contradiction and complex soul in himself.. We cannot see things in the dark, but the fact that you write that you see him, speaks of your faith in him, how you know it is him. beautiful!
in the light everything becomes clear, we can't dream, so you feel him in everything that surrounds you instead of seeing him. My God.. Lovely!
We all survive in our dreams where we can see him, speak to him, live with him and love him.. What is the promise he kept? ;D
L.O.V.E
Mena ((: