for leylia

How can I feel such sorrow when i've never Loved so much why must i always dread the morrow when today should be enough feeling so much (after so much denial) so soon (after so long) so strong (after such weakness) (not) wanting to resist your gaze no feeling i have ever known is more difficult (yet so easy) to share than this (imperfectly) perfect love i feel for you with nothing to compare no one has created words to describe its endless glow no river has run the distance to compare how far it flows and since there is no way to show its (vastness) force written in rime i can only express my love for you as outlasting the end of thyme i knew this would happen all along (you knew it too, methinks) purposely lost within your mayze whisper the words too precious to speak they echo off whalls of wite wrapped in your arms i've grown too weak to put anything more into this fight (against you) logic (and clarity) give up hope reason abandoned (so long ago) all resistance to your ropes given up with the (last of the first) hello breath uneven, butterflies dance no other place i'd rather be odds against, but i'll take my chance just to hear once more (you love me)after a long period of deliberation...i have decided to post the poem. here it is. i had to go back and change a few things...but it is overall the same poem. Written January 7th, 2002 © on Jan 07 2002 02:03 PM PST   0 • 8