Saturday, August 29, 2015

Day 588 - Long Distance Ride


There's a train leaving town,
The whistle blowing like the wind,
Begging me to jump on in.

They promise to carry me closer to you,
Down the hills, across the tracks,
Chugging forward, never looking back.

The long journey will give me time to think,
About the completeness I feel with you,
The way your kisses make me feel brand new.

Like the pistons, my heart will be pounding,
I'll begin grow impatient from sitting so long,
Day dreaming myself back to where I belong.

When I hear the brakes start to engage and squeak,
I'll run to the end of the car and swing the door wide
My smiling face will not be able to hide.

I'll scan the crowds looking for a flower dress,
My pretty Mizo girl come to be by my side,
Never again will I be alone on a long-distance ride.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Day 586 - Bi-Polar Love


Someday's I am in heaven,
High on love and sweet kisses,
Other days I'm burning in hell,
Down on loneliness and tears.

Someday's I see the light shining though,
We're together again, unified as one,
Other days I see only darkness,
Separated by miles, faith wearing thin.

I tell myself "if it's right, it's right,"
"Fight though this like it's the end of life,"
Other days it just all seems so damn wrong,
Making love wait, until the "right" time comes.

I curse these long days and wasted nights,
Cozying up to misery's silent sounds,
Other days I bow my head and pray,
Forcing happiness to lift me up and away.

I am of the mind which has no fear,
I'll pack it all up tomorrow and move out there,
Other days thinking about it leaves me so scared,
Out and about, wandering new streets of life.

I see your love as my saving grace,
A whisper of hope every day when I wake,
Other days it a newly sharpened tool,
Puncturing my heart, tearing it in two.



Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Day 578 - All In


I wanna feel the heat,
Between us in the sheets,
Taste you all night long,
Making our own love song.

Just two bodies lay,
I can't turn away,
No time for sleep,
I'm in so deep.

Lips on lips,
I taste your kiss,
So sweet and true,
I'm so in to you.

Skin on skin, 
With no wedding ring,
Some might call it a sin,
But baby I'm all in





Sunday, August 16, 2015

Day 576 - Love


Love isn't a story
It's a beautiful song,
Which is stuck in your head every day.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Day 575 - On Top


We're gonna shine like lightning,
Striking down all which stands in our way.
As the rain come pouring down on us,
We'll just keep on marching in our own parade.
When the wind whips the trees and starts winding up,
We'll grab hold of each other and live life on the top.


Friday, August 14, 2015

Day 574 - My Mind


Ireland is on my mind,
Not for endless green fields,
Long, stone built walls,
Or castle reaching towards the sky.
I'm thinking about a pair of brown eyes,
Long, flowing black hair,
A laugh that cures my ills,
And the joy her smile brings to me,


Thursday, August 6, 2015

Day 566 - No Fairytale


This ain't no simple fairytale,
We've fought hard to make a love so real.

One kiss didn't just make us fall in love so deep,

One kiss didn't just wake you from a sleep.

You didn't just dance around and lose a shoe,
I didn't just go out looking for you. 

I don't have castle floating in the sand,
I'm just a good, strong-loving man.

I didn't come to you riding a large white steed,
But I promise I'll give you all the love you need.

There was no trickery and no special spells,
Not even a penny thrown in a wishing well.

I was just me and you were just you,
It just felt right and we both just knew. 





Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Day 565 - Chained

   
I feel chained to this place,
Shackled and kept from you.
I stand tall and proud, but alone,
Praying one day I can flee.

Like swords and knifes,
Distance, pierces my heart,
Theoretically of course,
But I hurt the same. 


I am thankful for the freedoms here,
In the home of the brave,
But I am oppressed,
By a heart that chose to love.

One day, I know not when,
These walls will fall like Berlin,
And we will fortify our happiness,
By building on a foundation of dreams.




Sunday, August 2, 2015

Day 562 - Without


I'm a guitar without strings, 
A butterfly without wings. 
I'm a train without a track, 
The cheese without the mac.
I'm a bullet without a gun, 
The earth without the sun.
I'm a hammer without a nail,
A boat without a sail.
I'm a desert without any sand,
No bones, just a shell of a man.
I'm just a ball without my chain,
An unbroken heart that constantly pains.