Feelings coming from the depth
An instinct long since engaged
Feeling like a prelude to death
A drive that must be caged

Your skin beacons me
To touch the surface, feel it's heat

What is this game you play?
Played with my mind
With my heart and sanity...

What is the goal?
As a game is usually played to be won.

Your toying with my emotions claim your desire.

Sigh.

I want to scream, I want to cry.
I want to smile, I want to die.
When does the confusion and suffering end?
That is, when you fall in love with a friend?

The night was fine
I feel more centered
Echos of past confusion leave me
Work is sane again

I settle in and do my duty
I think about my future
Laugh at a joke
Talk to friends on the phone

Where is your voice?
That sweet sound that
reverberated within my heart.

Where is your smile?
That small curve of delight that
brightened my world.

Where is your humor?

Eyes pulling at my heart.
A look that grabs my soul
And holds it captive.

A glance that locks in gaze,
Probing, reaching, digging.
Stealing what does not belong to it.

Dark and deep,

I was just ebbing along in my life.
Waxing and waning
between joy and sorrow
when I met you.

At first a guiding light,
then a friend.
A confidant and comic,
you lightened the load.

Sharing a bit of my soul that few get to see and even less know is mine...