He and she started in a dream, and
both didn't want to wake up.
So in love, they hardly had to say it -
they never wanted it to stop.
They looked into each others eyes
often, and played and entertained.
Both ached with
happiness, like the moon twirling off
An idealic world they made, a
twosome that no one could top.
Both begged, "please
don't ever stop."
She was spunky and had
personality, who's desire was to
Talents many, but put in
background, cuz she put him on top.
She didn't know what way was best,
so she languished in his eyes.
Intertwined with her lover, as
he, thought of each other nonstop.
Infatuation won, they kept
delighting, they did not ever stop.
So she sang "please
sweetheart, don't stop"
He is brilliant, but lost, lost and she
hope he finds his way.
Mind swimming what he should do,
will do, he's in his head nonstop.
She loves him, all mixed up and
hidden, lucky to been called his.
But he strums his guitar, til he
figures and has the drop.
He wanted to do something,
trying to avoid labeled a sop.
But he's sure, "it's time
He is weary from his troubles, and
he's stumbling to keep up.
Voices of his past haunting him, and
wondering will they ever stop.
He needed time alone, to start, to
find purpose in his life.
But still waiting at the screen,
hopeful, at his own desktop.
" Proud", what he longed to
hear, as he stared at own backdrop.
Sadly dwelling, "he has