My writing has been so sporadic. It seems hard for me to find the words without a muse. See, I have to feel something being stirred inside to be able to write. Finally the words started flowing and of course it's because of the best muse ever to touch my soul, wander back into my life.
The Visitation
My past has come to revisit me
To tell the truth I'm full of glee
Soft tender touches remembered by two
Even the heartache came into view
There are things time and distance can heal
Raw, real love always to feel
My heart letting go wasn't meat to be
Staying strong through the years with a need to be free
I tried with others, it wasn't the same
I couldn't recycle or even reframe
Over 15 years and she's still in my heart
It was my fault that we did part
We're talking again, I call it fate
Missing those days when she was my mate
Moving forward as I peek over my back
Memories flicker of us in the sack
Deep down inside there was no one better
Many times I sat to write her a letter
Years go by and we both grew
Anger gone and we can get through
She was once my very best friend
Always there with an ear to lend
She hasn't been happy, so I'm leading the way
Hoping our friendship is here to stay
If she ever wants more, I'll not let her down
There's no way ever, I'd let her drown
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Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage --- Lao Tzo
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