Where are you?

I look into your eyes, i feel your breath upon my face. With silence, without a word spoken I know your love is true. I place my hand on top of yours as the goose bumps grow on my arm. Your beauty blinds me and your inner beauty leaves me breathless.

I can stare at you forever, I can kiss you every second of every day. To know it is you that I love, and you that loves me. Their is nothing more powerful than what we share. A bond of two hearts beating as one. For every ounce of blood that flows through my heart contains nothing but love for you.

Where are you? Who are you? When will I meet you? My love is lost please find me.

Top Of The Mountain

I stand on top of the mountain and I see nothing but beauty. I see valleys full of all things beautiful. Everything one man can want is just steps down the mountain. All in reach, all I have to do is walk down. I can see valleys of love and hope. Hills full of opportunity and success. I ask myself are these things real or only an illusion of all things I wish for.

I take the first step and head down the mountain feeling excitement in my heart that grows greater with every step. I can’t believe that all I have dreamed about and wished for is only steps away. As I reach the bottom and look at my surroundings with great disappointment there is nothing. A field of emptiness, a valley of lost hope, a stream that once flowed with love is now dry.

Why is it that from afar there is always such beauty but when coming face to face with reality it is nothing more than a blank canvass? One can have such love inside their heart, the want and desire to give to all and share with everyone but yet the field the world is empty and never ready to receive what one is willing to give.