THE PROBLEM
Loneliness
Caused by once being in deep bliss..
How could one bare to handle this..
Try to find a match that will never resist..
A new one falls in my hand but that isn’t my wish..
All I seem to feel is relentless..
A selfish need for a kiss…
My mind and heart tangled in a twist..
I hear her voice but I know another voice exist..
Seemed to block the past but here comes another fist..
Before it hits me I see an endless list..
That once lead me into an emotional ditch..
But time passes and causes a spiritual glitch..
I face my past again but is it really worth the risk…
Attempting to find the love that I always seem to miss..
The love that once vanished…
Or should I let my past be dismissed..
And keep the one that teaches me not to reminisce..
THE ANSWER
So many different flavors..
Which one shall I choose..
Of course the one I savor
But I may be confused.. .
I tried new ones but still feeling the blues..
I need an awakening without pressing snooze…
One that touches me without leaving a bruise..
Desire for such a zest seems impossible to pursue..
So I let it find me by leaving several clues..
An old flavor appears and I am deeply amused..
Don’t want to take it the wrong way and feel misused..
However I have to attempt to make this flavor brand new..
Renewing this flavor is something I truly value..
When it comes to your taste I can defiantly construe..
One lick at a time to make sure it’s you..
On the verge of sublime ready to breakthrough..
I won’t bite, I won’t chew unless you ask me to..
But breaking you off is something I plan to do…
Lollipops are hard to crack but they stick like glue..
But if your heart ever splits in two,
I’ll be the first at your rescue..
Art Work by Matthew Dewyea