Saturday, September 10, 2005

assurance por favor

in a careful, cautious pace
open eyes, open heart
hoping each move leads to another
seeking not a dead end

every step, an adventure
every next scene unknown
every dream, more important
every day spent, a joy

and when not hearing from you
lost and in unrest
when searching for you
troubled and in need


yearning for the warmth
hungry for your touch
even a single breath
is a precious life renewed

feeling that every effort falls in vain
not accepted, just thrown away
not needed, just playing a game
hiding, not wanting to be found

tell me then, what it is you yearn
tell me someday, somehow
that the clouds of doubt shall wander
elsewhere, not here, not now

keep me from falling
if I'm falling to an undending doom
keep me from loving
if loving you is being but a fool