| YOUR PRESENCE
(the quest for that realm part 2) Your eyes is all I see Your stare is all I long for Your face an art of myth Your voice I fascinate the most Come to the threshold of this paradox And relish the taste of free will The brink of sadness is all I can see The stars surround me empty May I know the ceiling of your choice To quench the mystical air that surrounds my brain To fathom the rigid intensity I’ve aligned You make it sound as effortless You deem it as dreamy Am I a fool to believe that it was oh too soon? Or was I mad enough to understand that I was? Is this an ostentatious caprice? Or an apparent dealing with a wonderful and stimulating presence? Perhaps it is Perhaps I would Maybe I should Try to temper it, or try to chase the steamy air If likewise sensed, I wouldn’t hesitate I wouldn’t even fight back And withstand all the outburst of your passion You haunt my thoughts, Deep enough like the magnitude of freedom The beauty is misty The feeling is hollow Your grace sunken Your mystery shaken Why not evolve into the flow of the waterfalls? And cast the worthless grids unto the ocean Why not dangle into the thrill And unrest the expectation Why not see the illusion, the fiction, the legend of my sanity? Complete the quest now and see what transpires Conquer the foolishness Soar into my fantasy Swim in my dreams forever Remember my name upon seeing me leap into the twilight of your caress… by: Maya Guzman Santos |
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