7 Am

and I feel awakened 
                from this dream...
7 am,  I feel startled, alone, inhibited -
 
I want to scream !!
 &
  Shout to Zeus and Hera
"this heir we no longer share" 
                                      a bloodclot of feelings through
                                      these veins, this heart which 
                   still wants You
                          my
                   Kinshala Blue...
 
but please don't get me wrong
for I'll keep singing yr song
 
inside my daisied head
where black sparrows now have fed...
  for
I sense impending ending
before there was beginning
 
and question my own ability
to govern love to thee
               my Kinshala, Blue, I'll be...

 
almost better to not have seen
yr eyes and ears between
   those dimples 'round yr face
your memory never to erase...
 
but recall as someone true
  whom I've loved but under-grew
with bitter barbs to regret
till some uncertain future's set...
 
which I still hope for
   (but am now crying)
I can't stop the world
   (or stop trying)
 
for at least I've finally met
My Kinshala dream  - a Gift
   (most don't even get):
  
 to touch their Other hand
 till we return once more
                        to sand....
 
-------------------------------------------
 
Can't stop writing
   (and won't)...
    cause I've spun a final tear
to this sad life I've wrote
 
for now on In,
   Kinshala - who
I hoped to join
  in love so true
 
Kinshala Blue:
  can't pine for You
Can't burn or smolder
till we get older...
 
cause from what I've learned
from this harsh world
is that the sun don't rise and set
for just one girl...
 
and I hate to be so blunt
but I might just end this hunt
for Love and I just seem to miss
like cupid's arrow inside a kiss...
 
and one last verse
I'll add, in hope to reverse
my seemingly
unending curse:
 
please remember me 
as one who was gentle, with truth to see
and please Kinshala,  please lend to me
the answer of the Master Key
 
so that I might One Day
attempt to free 
the One True Love
                                   that has eluded Me...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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