My sweetest temptation…you are blind by my ambition to leave you…I wish for nothing more that my sanity restored to a point of consistency
I wish nothing more of you, yet when your words flow over me, I forget all sense of how to walk away…I see your honesty on levels of sold distances and I wish I could play meaning on my IPOD.
I long for the cold brisk of truth to set in with each encounter to revolt me back to life…back to open eyes…back to see you for what you truly are.
No pun against your existence, yet I have a life to live…and with each moment of our shared existence I know that am wasting valuables that we can never obtain…
Why does an allowance of torment live in this reality? We know that nothing remains after I leave, so enjoy one more moment of that glimpse… Your heart begs to be seen, yet I have no eyes for that part of my soul…All is lost on you and I know this yet I cannot bring myself to resist you…
And each time I say no, my heart speaks yes to open the flood gates of confusion over us well again…you sing peace to my flesh and the company of you warms my spirit…I cannot begin to forget all of the time spent…notice I did not say wasted, as I feel now it was never a waste to be blessed with your life’s burdens…
I seek the candle’s flame to relive the moments of transpiration... Entanglement, bewilderment and speech…. Can you forget the hours or the places or me? I never knew the amount of respect you did have, because disrespect seemed so glorious…and what of it… now does not represent a time of a future for us, so why do I harp on this notion of explanation to myself.
Smile sweet innocence that once foretold our history, until that first moment. When I just made a decision…I need a quiet moment to myself in my mind that plays no DVDs of you. I should just leave the place of caffeine and sit in the warmth of a place with new stories that re-played to have sustenance prepared internally.
And as I sit and watch the interaction of those unknowingly, it’s common to me that I wish for an entrance of something that will not occur… I must close this lid now and leave, for I am not comfortable here anymore, I seek my sweet temptation.
1/27/08 2:49pm- Wyzequeen
