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.

My Greatest Gift My Biggest Flaw

To love, to feel love, to wish love upon all deserving. I feel so much inside my heart. When someone I love is in pain, I feel their pain. When someone is happy I feel their joy. When someone is struggling I share their struggles. I believe I have been gifted to feel such love for so many. I truly and honestly feel the joys of pleasures and the pains of heart ache with all of those I am close with. A man who is not afraid to cry with you, a man who is not to proud to understand and sit beside you through all that you are going through. I ask is this a blessing or a curse at times because others pain is truly felt within me. I consider myself a good man and try my best to always do for others. I love the smiles that I can create on another’s face. I sometimes wish though, that others can see into my heart and see what really exists inside. I speak my words from my heart and they are deep. So deep that many tend to think that they are only words or a game one plays to make others think differently. I speak the truth and I speak what I feel. Look inside my eyes and you shall see my soul. My heart my love is representation of who I am as a man. Believe in what you see and feel what I feel. For my greatest gift no longer wants to be my biggest flaw.

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.