Wednesday, May 11, 2011

More than this.

There's gotta be more than this. More than the way you look at me as I pass you by. Your eyes call out to me, I see into your soul. I want to touch you, hold you, and not let go. More than a sense of security I feel when you're around me. A vision of pure romance fills my mind; your lips softly touching mine. Your arms surrounding me with your strength, your will, your passion. More than what arises in me when I know you're near. I reach out to touch you, with a smile, a hug. There's gotta be more than this. This is not enough. More than I can take. When I close my eyes, to sleep, I see your face. I dream of you. There's gotta be more than this.


There was more..and it was in our 1st kiss.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Nous

I am quite ingenious when it comes to communicating how I feel on paper. However, communicating with other human beings, is becoming quite difficult.