Archambault

Beauty is of the mind
It yearns to be looked at and sought after,
Yet you are dreaming of heaven with your eyes clenched shut.
The expression is seen all over your face,
It tells of the experience all over your body.
You are nothing but a princess
And God is spoiling you.
Senses start to tingle as you realize this dream world isn't real.
Waking up from it all, you close your eyes and in sorrow sigh deeply
Your hands wrap around mine, your eyes lock with mine
Wishing for tomorrow to come today.
We can see the world tonight
And a better side of me, if I could only grasp what is truly mine.
But I don't know how to hold on to you.
You are much like a butterfly that I can't touch without risking certain death.
I won't let you die but juggling these internal affairs are more than enough.
I can't help but keep pushing you away,
It's all I've ever known.
So I stand back and watch the beauty unfold in our lives.
Close your eyes again and dream on in galaxies of thought.
While these mental breakdowns crash over me,
Causing my insides to ache.
The signals they send are mixed,
And the emotions run rapid.
Time has come and passed,
Making me wonder if you hear my heart beating at night
Or feel my senses pulsating?
I'm still here, but my innermost fears have struck within me
Sensing something is wrong.
My pupils dilate in the anticipation of movement,
Hearing sharpens being aware of the moment.
I didn't hear you leave, but that doesn't mean you won't come back
And I didn't see the footsteps, but you can't simply walk out of my heart.
Falling on my knees, I cry out 'I am what I am'
And you must realize the grass is only as green as you can see.
It's a trap of your minds eye.
When my heart burns,
I want it to burn for you, I want you to feel it.
And as it tingles on your chest, feel it residing in your soul giving you peace.
Does this love I have burn like fire in the reflection of your eyes?
If you leave me I'll become all you were to me,
And I'll tell them your name.
Always praying for you to the last breath,
Never doubting you.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2005