Stayin Dizzy
12-08-2003, 07:17 PM
Crawling through the coarse sand,
I feel the heat of a billion years knowledge.
As I part the cool waters with my hand
I can feel them screaming against me
Warning of a foreboding presence lurking within.
But yea, I will fear no evil.
Rupterous waves crash against me
And I close my eyes to taste the gentle breeze,
Kindling a warmth inside me.
As I stare out into the abyss, seemingly unaware of the setting sun, all that I can muster is the vision of her.
The soft caress of her hand kisses my cheek, and I stur...
Was it real? No...couldn't have been.
Again closing my eyes I see her. Smiling at me. Beckoning to come cuddle beside the warmth of the fire. Oh how passionate those days were! But then the thought is gone.
I open my eyes again, Bewildered at what is going on inside me. The nostalgic smells of the sea embrace my senses, and I find salty tears streaming endlessly down my face. In the distance I hear her call to me.
I try to force the thought away, and I see her again. She tells me she loves me. I plead with her to stay, and she grasps my hands softly. Her skin is warm, and feels like feathers, or perhaps a soft cotton. "Why?" is all I can bring myself to ask her. And as silently as she came...gone again.
I stare out into that deep blue abyss once again...And like the setting sun I let myself fall...I will be with you soon again my love.........
I thought this up on the spur just now...I felt like writing. Any good?
I feel the heat of a billion years knowledge.
As I part the cool waters with my hand
I can feel them screaming against me
Warning of a foreboding presence lurking within.
But yea, I will fear no evil.
Rupterous waves crash against me
And I close my eyes to taste the gentle breeze,
Kindling a warmth inside me.
As I stare out into the abyss, seemingly unaware of the setting sun, all that I can muster is the vision of her.
The soft caress of her hand kisses my cheek, and I stur...
Was it real? No...couldn't have been.
Again closing my eyes I see her. Smiling at me. Beckoning to come cuddle beside the warmth of the fire. Oh how passionate those days were! But then the thought is gone.
I open my eyes again, Bewildered at what is going on inside me. The nostalgic smells of the sea embrace my senses, and I find salty tears streaming endlessly down my face. In the distance I hear her call to me.
I try to force the thought away, and I see her again. She tells me she loves me. I plead with her to stay, and she grasps my hands softly. Her skin is warm, and feels like feathers, or perhaps a soft cotton. "Why?" is all I can bring myself to ask her. And as silently as she came...gone again.
I stare out into that deep blue abyss once again...And like the setting sun I let myself fall...I will be with you soon again my love.........
I thought this up on the spur just now...I felt like writing. Any good?
