Angel

Staring into angelic eyes

Which illustrate a foretaste of heaven.

The heart cries

To embrace such precious beauty

Though the chance

To gaze upon this divine soul

 Satisfies the spirit.

Yet an essence so radiant

Makes the body grow weak

And the heart grow strong

It’s a marvel to unearth

This elegant angel

Such a phenomenon

Has no explanation

And enchants all eyes

With such everlasting splendor.

If only cherished moments

Could last an eternity

For what seemed destined

Is inevitably fading.

Let the pillow rest your halo,

And the linen mask your wings,

For even angels must be at ease.

It’s time to say goodnight

If Only

If I had only one more chance

To stand by your side

It would be like

Standing in heaven

If I had only one more chance

To stare into your eyes

It would be like

Gazing at the stars

If I had only one more chance

To hold you close

I would lie in your arms

Forever

Though I will never

Leave you in the past

I cherish each moment

As if it’s our last

Desire

Foolishly floundering
In the depths of dismantled dreams
Could this end a once daring journey?
Consumed by feeling
But plagued by ghosts
Which negate desire
Trapped in a whirlwind
Yet burnt by the fire
Vicariously wanting to embody this ghost
And seriously desiring what is wanted most
But desire still remains
Nearly impossible to fulfill
Maybe the heart has led me astray
But I think not
Because it’s enough
To merely be close to heaven

Meekly anticipating
The eternally memorable moments
Every passing second
Satiates the hungry heart
For now the soul has been quenched
By solely the affinity
Though the heart languishes for more
Those intents are put to rest
With only a slender prospect
Of eventually rising again
And embracing triumph

Lost for Words

I usually have a way with words
But it disappears
As I search through the crevices of my mind
To find the right words
To pour into your ears.
But I have nothing...

It’s strange that just a touch of you
Deranges my thoughts
And I become caught in admiration
Losing the ability to using my mouth
Like I used to
As I’m plagued by stutters and hesitation
So I stand word-less
As my thoughts play hide and seek
And I cannot speak with this paralyzed tongue

So I remain speechless
As thoughts fall from the threshold of my skull
That was once full with words to spit out
But I fade into the black
And retract from what I once was
I just can't find the words