Must I prove this stricken-ness has come upon me.
Lock myself in my mind , physically lye in my bed , turn the blinds down , close the drapes , let my dreams paint star like shapes on my ceiling as I let them stray , giving a meager night light in the crease of my wall a cratered filled shape in the corner of my eye. I've just made myself an artificial night.
Fighting with my mind , I am wounded not of the flesh but of the soul .
The love I shared didn't allow me to live in return .
I can't bare such need the barriers in my heart hold walls of rose petals not concrete jungles.
I perhaps I'm too sensitive, I've borrowed cupids wings and tried to fly , love didn't shoot me down , the thought of it did .
Dance, dance tales of bliss , when I kissed you , I could no more feel pain only all your charming ways stained on my lips .
My ginger tips grew numb at the touch of your skin not at your fault but the fact that I am not worthy of your presents.
You made me intriguing when I was dull, as an un-sharpened knife.
You gave me wings when I couldn't walk on my own. Now..... Oh dear you're gone.
My mother doesn't approve of thee , yet she's never satisfied. He tells me thats a mothers love.
How could he part sides when this is against his love for I !
He tells me time will have its say , I just want him and only him.
Just yesterday we were singing times of a glorious muse. Now today I lye in my artificial night in the day away from my soul mate .
Our love floated like White doves in a pond on a warm spring afternoon.
I can remember what he preached to me as we swam .
I wonder what he is doing now without me.
His father is bold just like me mother he didn't approve of me.
What ever shall we do? Love secretly or obey such destiny our families have chosen for us?
I guess time will have its say , says thy one i adore.
Every night I shall look at the moon and glance to embrace your smile.
God sprinkled just dust on the sky when we parted and yes it was your smile .
Now I know that even separated you'll forever be watching .
So I'll open the drapes, turn up the blinds . Let real light of day shine thru
No more artificial nights , no more stricken hearts.
As I lye in my bed , the light beams the figure of you next to me in a heaven of white velvet covers.
We will lye in love say our vows to be enchanted with one another.
Then.....
In the morning the smell of brewing coffee will DL the halls , your father will find you & my mother will find me , to discover we have menstruated our souls because they did not let us love each other .
Every one remember us as the "real life Romeo and Juliet " taken out loved because a fate we could not bare , a dying lone that will be buried in caskets just like us .
In our vows that day we swam we declared ....
Till death due us part.
