i lay a wake and wonder at night
what the price of all of our petty perceptions are
love so often misunderstood and forgotten in the hurricane that is life
the word that leaves dreams shattered on the rocks
and hearts torn to peaces
but if you have found true
love
real love
then you holdd more treasure and power
then any other person i have ever known
and for that i am jealous of you
in a way i am not sure you can comprehend
i hope and pray for you and your love and pray that
in this world of cruelty you make it
and the light you carry with you
i hope you make it shine as bright as the brightest stars
what is it we do in the world around us
what are we creating in our life??
and why is it we cant
we just lett go of our iner hiding places?
do people want to be found by tehr sor do we live i shells hiding from the light of who we are
what is the truest weapon we have in our fight against the shadows of our souls?
is it not truth in and of itself
what do we use to face our pain when we break up with some one?
do we all rationalize??
am i odd in wanting to be explored by my mate??
am i twisted in wanting to give her the same affection and explore her???
