Fading Connection

Fading Connection
Peaks reached of silent affection
Now, so many nameless objections
Number one, no heart protection
Stars seem to be moving in opposite directions
Don’t know how to reach out any more
Comfort zone has somehow slithered under the door

As they say, all’s fair in love and war
Selected preference for
Not less, but more
Don’t shadow my lead
Here is where the heart truly bleeds
Real people believe
Hopes and dreams in words you can taste, you can see
You can feel
Weakened in the height of its interpretation, expressions deemed real

What you see is what the heart gets
Forgive and Forget
Hum…I think not
Key has already been twisted the master lock has been popped
They say good things comes to those who wait
Patiently anticipate
At any given rate
However, the mind is such a terrible thing to waste
Even in life’s fragile state
Suspended time is the absence to recreate

Connection to the heart
Where does the essence of transferring positive energy really start
In the eyes of the beholder
Only after eradicating life’s tentative boulder
Under the covers
Once emotions have been given to smother
In sweet poetry lines
Degradation thoughts now seizing the mind
Women hanging on to mankind by expressive designs

Traveling worldwide has taught me one thing, okay may two
Know your self-worth in life, your presence as you stand is not always your just due
Reaching out with heart and mind, only one felt
Is this the only way in life one must truly connect
People literally come together to share their sacred juice
Even for the ones who play fast and who are footloose
The ones who always claim to have the golden goose
If we look in the mirror, mind is still caged, by the torment of being a mental recluse
Product of society abuse

Allow your mind to relax, connect, reach out
One breath, one voice to scream and silently shout
If you prefer that route

For my creed to be, come to me, experience life together, I will even throw in a naughty please
Not asking, or begging, or going down on my knees
Wait, strike the last concept
We’re way past just met
It’s creditable when its dotingly dealt, or should I say, solely felt

Why this beautiful poem
Words given to comfort when blankets in life cannot keep you warm
When the heart is torn
Or second changes to connect have been reborn
Have no more tears to mourn
For this day, may I rejoice and be glad, and for once, toot my own horn
Is it loud enough for you to hear it, as words mentally adorn