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The Lighthouse

Once every week, or every two weeks I'm in a state of peace. My mind is clear, my thoughts are clear, and life is clear. My mind is at ease as is my conscious. There's no despair or uncertainty for everything is certain.
I can take a break from the world, I can let my walls down and laugh. I actually laugh, and smile and indulge in the company of a woman.
Once every week or two weeks in actually in the company of woman.
Tranquility has descended upon me and it be best that I not question it, so I don't. I mean why question it?
I have my tribulations and an unknown future. Many things to figure out. A life that I've been decoding for 10 years - but I only have her company once every week or two.
So I'll hold you in my arms for as long as I'm permitted and then we shall go our separate ways for a time.
Once every week, or every two weeks an abundance of joy consumes me, but I question it not. Why question it?
How can one fall so hard so fast? I don't know that I have all I know is that is that when awake, I think of you. Before I sleep I think of you, throughout my day I think of you. Is she thinking of me!? Mmm... Why question it.
I may not want to know the answer, the heart takes no prisoners.
Once every week, or two weeks I hear song and the lyrics wrap around me with warmth like a blanket on s cold winters night. Your voice is indeed a symphony, a soothing one.
So why ruin such a thing with hours of useless conversation; no my dear let's cherish these precious moments and embrace one another for fate holds the cards and tomorrow may be my sentencing.
And should I go with a wandering heart, my hope is that we had at least made the best of our time together.
But does she ever think of me? Am I on her mind when she wakes up or goes to sleep? Does she tell her friends that she met a nice guy? Does she even like me? Does she have someone else? Even so I can't let her so easily, what's a life with no fun, who am I to let a special one getaway.
Curiosity kills. Why is anybody curious about anything anyways?
Why question it? So until I see again I'll be waiting impatiently, I hope you see the light house. The fire is light so you may find your way, if you get lost spark a fire and I shall seek you where ever you are.
Written by Carringten_Genesis (Loves Assassin)
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