She must be patient
She is tired, worn Feeling lost, lonely But yet trapped and too crowded She knows all too well where she is who they are She walks along the narrow The cold, dark eyes consume Always consumed by the passion Slow in holding onto that Fire, she calls, the warmth A natural disaster What dreams And then tears What learned And fear of all After the fire Comes the draught The dream ends But never does Never stop, girl You will always be protected Because you are so loved So Desired The eyes that meet you find it hard to forget you Do what to who... They all love the way But fear the intensity Could I create the storm and feel enough to make the rain pour Does my PASSION make the wind blow Can a love of mine make flowers bloom I feel clearer now I spoke to him he said he wanted to But the confusion troubles him And I cannot say I would be here waiting or if it's there to even wait for He has always loved me and I cherish his presence My life is what must be And understand I am not just one but many thoughts And it all comes down to that Hope, Dreams, Desire These things I know but still unsure Surely there will be a meaning a life a love and all along It was ME All they did was enter my day and so change me for all all things connect make sense eventually I will see you all again. Written circa 1999 |
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About Ashley Celeste LealAshley is a yoga teacher and writer from the desert town of Tucson, AZ. |