Once More
Once more, I fear,
my heart has been snared
in the grips and the pain
of this love – this love
that should not be spoken.
My heart, it weeps,
for now it is broken.
Torn are my feelings
of want and despair;
whispers of should-nots,
longings to dare;
lingering feelings
that litter my heart
of a love that was pure
but is now torn apart.
To keep it a secret,
to deny life to live –
they are one and the same,
for this is not a game –
this love, my love,
that is only for you.
Let come whate’er may;
I will wait here for you.
When Will I Find You?
I long to be wrapped
in the warmth of your arms,
to feel your touch
against mine.
I long for our hearts
to flutter as one,
for our souls to be
e’er intertwined.
I long for your presense
to be next to me,
to hear you breathe
as you dream.
I long to see you
smile and sigh.
I long for my mind
to be free.
I long for your heart
for your mind, for your soul.
I long, my Love, for you.
When will I find you,
when will you come?
I long to say,
“I love you.”
When will I find you,
Love?
The Day
Oh, how I long for the
day when at last
our eyes will
finally
meet.
I long to be lost
in the depths of your
soul;
to be trapped in the snare
of your heart-piercing stare –
I long for our
eyes to
meet.
Dreaming
Do you know I
dream of you?
Do you feel my
presence there -
in your dreams,
as you sleep –
do you feel me
there? (more…)
