(h)ope(s)
(h)orizon
to call you my sun, is unfair. To call you
my moon, is unfair. When the night
appears, the sun goes away. When the
day appears, the moon fades away.
you are the horizon, you appear in both
dimensions.
light me up when the sky is blue, and
shimmers in the night when my
thoughts are all about you.
T-in-der, II
it was summer
you gave me hope
its only the sweetest words
and your broken promises
i love it
i love you
everything you whisper
i believe it too
my fragile heart fools me
you are not here
i can't feel the warmth
within your touch
i can't see how you smile
when you blush
fantasizing an illusion
throw me into a confusion
i feel empty
i cant help but
these thoughts of you
made me feel blue
i was caught in a bad dream
these walls threw me a fear
of losing you
your kiss is a cursive line
your touch is a redefining spell
won't you wake me up?
T-in-der
those conversations are full of life
it feels right
it feels wrong
i wonder what it's like
to not feel this way
what a strange thing it is to feel
i know not of
but there lies the fun
talking to you each day
has wondered me for what
the privilege of
being yours would do
i love you without knowing
when, or where, or how
if i had only felt how it feels to be yours
i'd tell you my biggest secret
and prove it with each
heartbeat, kiss and touch.