I smile to this empty room.
Hollow in retrospect, these walls hold more than solidity.

Encased within these walls are my days.
Moments of inspiration.
Tears of joy, Fears of tomorrow.

As a pilgrim, I gather my belongings.
My heart no longer holds it’s ground here.
My journey soon takes hold.

I wrap my innocence in gift.
Donating it to the memories of the past, I leave behind life’s ease.
I seek the truth in lands unknown.

I pack my knowledge.
Wrapped in hopes are my dreams.
Placed delicately, my heart.
In the front pocket, my resilience.

This room may be empty, but so is my canvas.
And with the colors of my soul, I will paint my masterpiece.
With the fears of tomorrow, I will paint my successes.
With the light of my heart, I will paint my sunrise.

Even the broken can be whole.

Even the strong weep silently.

Even the heartless can have soul.

Even the wise speak quietly.

Even the weak find their role.

Even the calm think violently.

Even the free seek control.

Even the proud walk entirely.

Even the fire burns the coal.

Even the tree stands defiantly.

]]> http://lostlovelust.com/apparent-1198/feed/ 0 http://lostlovelust.com/binary-compound-1192/ http://lostlovelust.com/binary-compound-1192/#comments Sat, 24 Sep 2011 05:48:53 +0000 Diana http://lostlovelust.com/?p=1192 A man who enjoys a beautiful face, enjoys a good conversation also.

I’ve got two eyes, and two ears.

A misunderstanding is best understood, in silence.

A voice is better heard through the mind.

A thought is best spoken through reality.

I’ve got two thoughts, and two opinions.

A life is best lived through dreams.

A touch is better given through feeling.

A heart is best touched through meaning.

A love is best felt through the heart.

I’ve got two lies, and two truths.

I’ve got everything, and I’ve got nothing.

And found beauty in the loss of control.

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Captured in our photos were the hopes of tomorrow.

As time erased the moments broken, we held onto those unspoken.

Leaving our youth to chance, we all believed in timeless romance.

With words untold, we waited for the years to unfold.

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And so I left my heart in a chase so my steps I could retrace.

I searched for a place where I could understand it’s grace.

And in the midst of it all, it was your laughter I could recall.

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And on the eve of my sorrow, I looked back to tomorrow.

Your heart I could follow, but to me it was hollow.

Our ambitions were strong, but our intentions so wrong.

And in the words of a song, it was to our futures we belonged.

Because, I traded my soul on a morning stroll.

And found beauty in the loss of control.

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I want to take you to the depths of lust, and bathe in all your trust.

Suffocate in all my pleasures as I hide all your treasures.

Fall under the weight of my passion and perhaps I will show compassion.

Sink your intellect with a thrust as your touch I find a must.

Your whisper tells of unkept desire as my lips take you higher.

A rush I need not explain flows straight to your brain as your voice you barely contain.

Our actions we need not name for our bodies feel no shame.

Your strength you regain as your gratitude you claim.

Misunderstand my authority, make my submission your priority.

You fill the cage with your underlying rage.

My innocence I stage, as your eyes I engage.

It was the dawn of a new age, as I turned the page.