David Adesrael, 29 january 2013
Although I'm not here, neither are you.
Could you then hijack my heart,
And guide it to somewhere new?
Somewhere where the pages aren't torn apart.
Somewhere where my eyes wont dismiss
The faint elegance of your passive life
Or the gentle nudge of subliminal bliss
As my wrists are circumscribed by this knife.
Would you then appear? As I disappear?
And recollect the fragments of time
I lost to you, all because of fear.
Make them wonderful again? Make them rhyme?
Maybe you did it once before,
I really don't know,
perhaps you'll do it forever more.
Until at last I'm out of the shadows.
David Adesrael, 7 november 2011
Love subdues all inhibitions,
taking from you all control.
Leaving you blind to all current conditions.
Capturing whats left of your soul.
Helpless lark above the mason's window,
how long till you finally lift your wings?
Why be dispositioned to follow the widow?
Have you no where else to sing?
Perched upon the window seal,
high above the saturated ground.
Struggling to remember whats real,
and holding on to reminiscing sounds.
Afraid of flying off and going down.
Into the tears you left for me
Going down and then drown.
In the sad love of your memory.
So alone you sit in her visual comfort,
drowning in her sweet soft image.
Hoping not to be hurt
from your self-ordained breakage.
David Adesrael, 7 november 2011
Its just the smile upon your lips,
when you know Ive got you there.
In that spot that others beg
and only dream of in despair.
Its a second from beyond,
and a lifetime to get there.
Just a few moments of pleasure,
that always seem so rare.
And in the time that I tell you,
I think of times my world surrounds you.
I get scared of being clear
I want you in my bed forever near.
Its those simple thoughts that follow me.
Those simple thoughts of alleyed harmony.
That make my idle heart beat faster,
just over a million miles per hour.
So now you know what you are.
Now you see we cant be apart.
You're the sun to my Earth,
and the momentum to my surf.
And it seems like a waiting game,
while we wait together for the train.
You know I'll never forget your name
because its your love that drives me insane.
David Adesrael, 7 november 2011
And sometimes I dream the impossible,
when your kiss awakens my dormant heart,
and all my problems become so simple
that I kind of knew it from the start.
From that moment of your touch,
those soft movements of your hand
that stopped time on my watch,
and turned every hourglass to sand.
To the present where I wait
to take your breathe in
before my soul emaciates
from the lack of you within.
I dream the incredible,
because just talking to you
when thinking of something improbable
is found in everything you do.
And it blows my mind to believe
I yearn so much for your being,
Im actually afraid Im being naiive,
but trying not to contradict my feelings.
And to think it may be destiny,
or something close to it,
that has joined you and me,
just doesnt sound legit.
To believe it, seems absurd,
but when every step towards you
gives a frightful rise to words
Id say to only a few.
I have to stop and think
and tell myself to witness,
or risk losing you in a blink,
you might be my soul's stairway to bliss.
And that! I can believe in
because you've shown so much to me
with such incredible meaning
and so little energy.
That I now believe this dream is real
and every fantasy I now have
is that you feel what I feel,
and I see it on your behalf.
So Id like to tell you more,
and I see you have more to say,
but before we do talk amour,
Id like to hold your hand if I may.
Because dreams take time to materialize
and your existence here is evidence,
that my beliefs were never lies,
so I cant do without your presence.
And if that moment were to come
where you faded away to some other place,
then my life would simply be undone
because a dream of you could never be replaced.
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