Two souls wander out on the Net
seeking others' words to convey
the things that they just cannot let
escape from their lips today.

He may capture a poem that shows
how much he would like to be with her.
She rescues the words she knows
will make them feel closer together.

The platform they give such a poem
can but hint at the real intention.
We celebrate these gifts at home --
and return through the link connection.

     
f a s t b l a z e

You never long to hold me - you never know I'm here,
for every drop of joy I find I shed the millionth tear;
I fight each day to gain composure, I live each day for chance,
but still I cannot surrender,
my feelings for you tender,
I must take another glance.

So cruel your jests and insults, I feel inside I cringe,
I cannot hate you fully for my eyes are rosy tinged;
With faith my prayers will be answered if I can only wait,
I long to still believe,
but I fear I am deceived,
Can I overpower fate?

In each action we must look beyond the action at our past,
present, and future state, and at others whom it affects, and
see the relations of all those things. And then we shall
be very cautious.

I heard the church clock chiming deep,
And grudged the time that I must wait.
Would Katy her dear promise keep
And meet me by the old field gate?

'Twas but a year since first I met
My gentle, kindly, grey-eyed Kate.
She seemed to like me well, and yet
I trembled by the old field gate...

I heard her footsteps ringing clear,
Her murmur low: "My dear, I'm late!"
With eager hands I drew her near
The shadow by the old field gate.

A whispered plea to share my life;
Such stumbling words to supplicate!
And when she said she'd be my wife,
Oh, heaven was just an old field gate!

I'll walk beside you through the world tonight,
Beneath the starry skies ablaze with light,
And in your heart love's tender words I'll hide,
I'll walk beside you through the eventide.

I'll walk beside you through the passing years,
Through days of cloud and sunshine, joy and tears,
And when the great call comes, the sunset gleams,
I'll walk beside you to the land of dreams.

Hush my dark rose, 
Be still my sweet dreamer. 
I lay here and feel your far away essence, 
Though you are so far, it feels near, 
Just out of my grasp. 
You are the first name in my mind, 
My thoughts never cease to wander upon you. 
At night I lie awake and wonder, 
Are you thinking of me too?

November dream: Adam, ©Amber

I had a dream about you. 
Last night we talked, 
Of things I've never dared to admit. 
Somehow you seemed to know all my secrets. 
We were in a dark place I've never seen before, 
Maybe it was your soul. 
Lit by a single candle, 
We shared so many secrets. 
I feel like we've delved deeper, 
Even if it's only in a dream.

It's hard to write much anymore.
I'm not depressed or blue.
And politics are such a bore.
I'm not in love with you.

I have no Cause to write about.
I have no need to preach or shout--
There is no thought that's fresh or new.
I know I'm not in love with you.

There are no songs I want to hear--
No music ringing in my ear.
Do you still hear that music too?
I know I'm not in love with you.

Remember how we used to talk
The day and all night through?
Remember where we used to walk?
I'm not in love with you.

Sometimes my dreams are almost real--
You are so close that I can feel--
If only dreams could all come true.
I know! I'm not in love with you.

And every day it's all the same--
Each time I talk I speak your name--
I wonder if you miss me too?
Why does it hurt--this loving you?