Ready to burst with feeling. Desire. For something more close. To feel forever... to get lost... to be found... To be felt. A look in our eyes, in my eyes... what is unspoken speaks so loudly... but, I can't tell if it is your voice or mine... or the two singing together... but, it sounds so sweet. t feels so perfect. Too perfect... because there is no such thing as perfect... except for what feels right in the moment. Moment to moment... I want a moment. I had a moment... I felt. I desire more. I have so much doubt... in myself. I am so scared of realizing this is a dream.
Stuck. I don't know how to move.. I want to dance... I want to shout and sing... I want to hold. I want to explore. I want to rest. I want to take my time, and enjoy myself... but, my fear makes me run away... before you do. And, it is this fear. The doubt. The overwhelming sadness. The great. The passion. The undescribable comfort. It is all of this that makes me lonely.
I have tired emotions. I want to pour out my love. I want to make the world beautiful. I want to breath life into everything. But, you can not give CPR to someone who breathes on their own.
The feeling is more dramatic than the reality... but, I never paid attention to what was real.
Oh... smile. Smile for me... no, smile from me. For you. What can I give? I only have love. I only have passion... and, it is yours. What I need, most do not... I cannot require or request. Just hope...
-Denielle Rose January 20, 2006
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