the poem i wrote err am writing ..

By zehaeva, 31 July, 2003

any thoughts on it and any suggestions wil be accepted ... i really want to work with it and try to make it something .. its about loosing things you never had and the longing associated with them ...

soon
seasons will turn once again
the winds and raind will change
and you will be gone
my life shall be devoid of you
and yours mine

maybe for a time
we wont think of each other
sometimes wonder what
is he doing these days
is she doing right now
do you have a goof job
a love, a wife, a husband
but we quickly forget
lost in the laughter
and the tears around us

soon
seasons will turn to ice
the sun will go out
and the leaves will die
i`ll search my life
for some sign of you
hoping you will mine

would i loose myself
in some midnight fantasies flesh
seach her body under moon light
hands and fingers and lips everwheres
worshipping magelleon
carefully avoiding cupid`s angry
arrows that blossomed in my breast
so long ago

then
seasons move rain and wind once again
mountains crumble and seas part
i know where i`ll be
staring at the stars with out you
would you without me ?

and alone once again
would i find myself
thinking of you
wishing for the love
i never had
wishing for the hands
that never held mine
wishing for the heat
our bodies never made
wishing for the nights
we never had

staring into each others eyes
searching our souls
living, breathing
as one being

soon
seasons will have come and gone
turned so many times
i dont remember them
when we all started
and wanted you as mine

would i have succeded
would patients have won
hard earned and portraied
framed golden in my love
for brown speckled eyes
and your sultury sighs
days and nights spent
in your company alone
with sun rises and sets
watched inbetween words
whispered into your perfume
and hair
i love you

then seasons go as they always do
wind and rain and sun
they become the same
in my world with out you
and yours me

and if i never do
i wait in vain
till hope crumbled about me
in ruins of acient greek temples
i should die
the angry wound red
wet with blood and love
cupid dancing in the air
ready to take aim again
i would beg no more
he would pay me no heed
except to make me fall again
and again
and again
for you
just for you

~ you then me by Zehaeva

~Zehaeva
U2 - All I Want Is You