Where and When

Emptiness and loneliness echo inside me
Passionate kisses and groping do not fill the spaces
A hollowness wells up inside me
Nights are only shared with useless thought
In my mind I could save the world
Armed with pen and passion
With poems and kisses
But none of that touches me
I only pretend the scars are no longer hurting
I have only pushed them deeper down inside
Pen in hand
Black ink on blue lined spiril bound pages
The written word can only release me
But it does nothing to fill the void
No longer can I even call upon the past
There are no more hopes of fixing things lost
Only pictures of lost faces
With lost dreams still burning in their eyes
My hopelessness weights me down
Like Ophilia I wait with weriness to be pulled down
All I can do is wait
Death has only spit me out each time I seek it
It is not my time
Will I remain empty and hollow till then?
If not how long must I wait for something to fill me?
Where in life will I find new meaning?

If I was to find her

If I was to find her...

I will whisper into her ears those three words
Words sweeter than the songs that Solomon sang
I will journey across the seven seas in search of her
Either she be Lebanese or Dominican,
Or be she Chinese
I wont know until her face and eyes I see

Give me the bearing and I will hoist my sail
Follow her up every mountain and every trail
Never to approach emptiness and reproach without fail
I will then hoist it into the clouds high
For my heart tells me she is nigh
And sail against the perfect storm.
Never to rest, until it is her I will find.

Legend has it that her hair touches the grounds
Legend has it that she never frowns
Legend has it that she wears the crown
That she is neither white nor brown....but simply...beautiful

Silky strands that lay rest on her soft bottom
Soft succulent pink lips, I shall press mine against
Her beauty is of the unseen, her voice is of the unheard
Her skin glows as one of the absolute radiance
Her eyes radiant as the morning sun
Her smile, beams bright as the wishing star that I wished for
One, of such ethereal beauty
She is every man’s dream, and hopefully... my reality

Shall my soul, not find peace until her I find.
Shall my soul, not be complete until she is mine
I shall master the four corners of the earth
From dust to dawn I will search
From dust to dawn, I will quest
For your love, I thirst
Enter every crevice and under every boulder

I shall shower thee with love potions
Potions sweeter and abundant than honey
Love deeper than Romeo and Juliet
I shall cloth thee with jewelry richer than King Tutankhamen

I shall take away all of your pains,
Wash it out like empty drains
Into tiny bits like a drizzling summer rain
And we will grow together like ebbs on grains
Into those eyes, I will gawk and take away from shame,

Where is she? For, my bones grow into frailty by the minute
Where is she? For I lose grip of the sail by the minute
Where is she? For, old age is fast catching up with me by the minute

And gradually, I am losing faith in this phenomenon called love.
Whatever is thine shall be mine and whatever is mine shall be thine
But...should you see her, tell her I still seek her desperately... and my hair now grey