JuliaEn

It is your eyes Which hide a secret, So dark and deep I am so lost. Wandering around places I’ve been to before, Yet, nothing seems the same. Everything changes around you. Wandering around, Trying to find A way, a path, Anything, That leads me to you. To your lips I wish to feel more often; That smell which lies beneath parfume It’s rare, even unique, It is the smell That I seek; Your hand around my waist And neck That makes me feel secure; Your touch upon my cheek - By hands or lips - That’s what I seek; A voice so calm and soothing Squired by a tickling breath, A whisper in my ear That tells me

Honesty. Truthfulness. Fidelity. How can you be sincere    When you sense fear? When anxiety is closing in your heart    Like darkness takes away any light. Candle flames. One by one, extinguished. Except one. A little light    Aching to be fueled,    Aching for air,    Aching for attention,    Aching for love,    Aching for more. One last light left:    Steady, continuous. No matter the wind, No matter the storm; It burns, it shines...    The way back to your heart    Way back to your soul    Back to honesty... It’s here and it’ll never desert. The flame dances,    As if to ask a question. A small and short and ea