Lonely laying there

No partner in sight

Was it lost?

You lay alone and stepped on

Cast off dirty and abandoned

You wonder if you will find your match

Will you be relevant again,

If you do not find your sole mate

Will you end up alone.

With no match are you useful

Ending in the garbage

Ending as a rag

Or a new life as art

or a new life as a puppet

That brings happiness and purpose

He comes unexpectedly

Showing only to me

I feel him and see him like he is able to touch but he is not real

Chasing me in my dreams

Why shadow man?

I have this love for you but you want to hurt me kill me

Replace me with you

What did I do to you?

Have I hurt you?

Have I wronged you?

Your appearance scares me

You never speak but I know you want me to leave.

Is it my time to leave?

Am I standing on the shore looking towards the sea

To see how the black sea turns to blue as you look to the horizon

Is that you?

You need to have the black shadow in order to see the light?

Are you just me in a different form?

A new me trying to replace the old.

I want to go so many ties holding me on the shore

So dark I cannot see you

Shine the light let me see you shadow man.

I want to move from black to blue

From darkness to light

To be reborn as you and let the old me be history.

I want to be the person I could never see or touch but knows is there

Let me live shadow man

I stare at the empty seat

What happened

Immediately my mind says “it’s me!”

No explanation, no words just the empty seat

How more fitting scene

A man that never goes out

Not because he can’t

he does not like to eat alone

Now he sits alone. The pity of the server

Alone with a meal for two

Staring at his phone wishing he could just disappear

Vanish become invisible

Box it up

I am done

Our time
Our escape
Our secret
An admiration that is ours
Special because we both feel it
Different but the same

Our escape to a sanctuary
Two of us share an embrace
Cuddling, nuzzling, tickling
Secret time, It’s ours we don’t want to share.
We are fine having this secret.

The world can’t judge us
We are in a world where we judge ourselves
It’s wrong but so right.

So we keep our time hidden
Special to us because we are sharing
A memory, joy, a love
The love of feeling that moment
It will end we both know it
No future no past just us together in this moment.
This moment I wish would never end

Here she comes again
What should I do
Avoid her, pass her by
Take the chance and get close
I feel so guilty like a thief stealing
Or a kid that steals from the candy store
When she smiles I feel she has filled me with joy
If she knew how much she was giving would she keep her smile
I don’t know her name to me she is the woman with the beautiful smile
Should I see if she smiles at me today take the chance and steal that amazing feeling
To walk away feeling like I won the lottery
If I tell her how I feel when she gives me a smile would she keep it
Never give me another knowing how valuable it is
Today I will take the chance and see if she gives me her priceless smile.

I love you
So easy to say
People say the words
People live the words
Words can be meaningless

Comfort, desire to please, fear of loss cause these words to come out
How do I know you mean them?
Do you know what the words mean?
Do they mean the same to you as they do to me?

Buy me flowers take me to dinner tell me you love me
Hold my hand look into my eyes and tell me you love me
Yell, scream, belittle and hit me and tell me you love me
Lie, cheat and ignore me and tell me you love me

You tell me you love me
You write poems sing songs and profess your love
You tell me every chance you get

But do you ever ask me to dance?

Honesty the first quality a person seeks in a relationship

The elusive characteristic we covet in a partner

Do we really want to hear the truth?

Can we handle the consequences?

We start hearing lies early for ease and convenience.

Why is the sky blue? We don’t know the answer or it’s too complicated to explain. So we lie.

It becomes easier and less complicated to lie than tell the truth.

Little white lies we start to call these dishonest answers.

How do I look in this shirt? Do you like my haircut?

We answer in a positive to avoid hurting feelings.

We come to see the white lie as a good lie.

We now have license to lie to avoid hurting someone.

Where does it stop?

We do things that might be dangerous physically or mentally to spare a person’s feelings

We compromise our beliefs and safety

When do we get to be real?

Live our life happy and honest

Is everyone else in the world more important than me?

Is there someone that cares about what I want?

When can I be honest and say I don’t like that or even No?

When I tell the truth will you still be my friend?

Can I say I don’t want your friendship you are not good for me and not feel guilty?

When we get the truth why are we mad at the one person that told the truth?

They honestly opened up and said their feelings and now are being punished.

You’re mad, angry, stunned, hurt and confused.

Why did this person hurt you so much? Don’t they care enough to lie to you?

Don’t they love you?

Why did they say those things to you?

We want honesty we want the truth.

We say this and we believe it

Be careful for what you wish for because you might just find that one person that will be honest with you.

So do you really want to start hearing the truth?

Soar

I saw you fly

You were beautiful and free

Soaring above the ground making your own path

Then one day you were gone

I always looked to the sky thinking of you

Wondering would I ever see your beauty again

One day you appeared

You were not free you were not soaring

Something happened you were in pain

You didn’t want to fly anymore you didn’t want to be free

You just wanted to rest

It was sad you were so beautiful and happy flying

I wanted to see that again for you

Slowly I saw you want to fly again.

I saw you stretch and spread your wings

Start to dream about flying again

The radiance the beauty I first witnessed was coming back

The more you grew a fear flooded over me 

A realization that when you soared I may never see you

I would lose you, like the first time

So I tried to hold you back.

Only to destroy your confidence again

I watched you begin to lose the dream

Have thoughts you could not fly again

And the desire to rest

The first time I saw you fly

The joy in my heart.

The beauty of you so free soaring through the sky.

I carried that vision and feeling for years

It gave me strength in tough times it gave me hope through the darkest times

By holding you back I would never see that again

The intense feeling of joy and bliss you gave to me watching you.

A feeling only coming from seeing you free.

Witnessing you soar one more time is priceless to me

The cost of seeing you soar

Never seeing you again 

It’s worth it seeing you happy

The lessons of how one can never be truly happy pleasing others

Learning to go your own path

One’s beauty only comes when we are true to ourselves

I owe you so much for all that you showed me

For the beauty and joy you have given me

It would be wrong to hold you back

You should soar and be free

Show the world how beautiful you are

Never look back, fly away

Free soaring in the sky beautiful and happy.

We all need to soar

Is it real

Is it true?

Is it the kiss?

The touch

The way we look into each other’s eyes

How can I tell?

Words can only say so much

When you truly feel it

Do you feel what I feel?

I can’t read your mind

I can’t feel your feelings

I don’t know you

When we hold each other

It feels like we are joined together

The world has disappeared and we are alone

It is so beautiful together in our embrace

The raw energy of our union is indescribable

How can two strangers share such a connection?

Why does it have to be more?

We have found each other

We may not belong with each other

But when we are together the world disappears

Does that change the connection we feel?

Does that mean what we share is not significant

Not important enough for a label

Should we feel ashamed?

Embarrassed that we do not fall into a category

We enjoy each other in a different way

So are our feelings we share dishonest?

Wicked or immoral?

It feels so right when we are together

It might not have a label

But our feelings are real