Songs of Life
Thoughts of You
Here I sit stoop shouldered at my desk thinking about you.
As I tap on my keyboard, the letters that define my thoughts
magically appear on my monitor giving life to my ideas.
Images floating in my mind quickly transpose into another version of reality, only to be erased as my wispy ideas fail to cohere.
Physical, sexual, spiritual they all play a role yet, I struggle in vane.
The image I create in the esoteric canvas of my mind fails to do justice as I attempt to define our relationship.
Cryptic transcripts, like a mystical shroud, blanket the screen,
No obvious manifestation of sanity remains to control my utterances.
As I think of you, my determination grows as I continue my pursuit.
No reasonable doubt remains as I slowly decode my gibberish.
One by one the lines take shape as the image is defined.
White sands, hot and dry, burn my feet as I trudge towards my goal.
There you sit like a desert oasis, cool and inviting.
Are you a mirage, will you fade at my approach?
Will I be swallowed by the sand as I seek the coolness of your shade?
Your life giving waters splash in the light as I strive to reach your respite.
As I stare at you, the color of your eyes is lost in the blue brightness of the desert sky.
An after image of the sun remains to haunt my vision as I struggle to focus on your memory.
Then my hand touches yours, my fantasy reforms,
and I transform into an eagle,
soaring high into the clouds of euphoric bliss.
Once again those cryptic wispy verses float across my screen,
but the image I formed of you remains to inspire another effort,
One I will deem worthy of your never ending love and friendship.
By rcpollitz
© 2000 rcpollitz (All rights reserved)
As I tap on my keyboard, the letters that define my thoughts
magically appear on my monitor giving life to my ideas.
Images floating in my mind quickly transpose into another version of reality, only to be erased as my wispy ideas fail to cohere.
Physical, sexual, spiritual they all play a role yet, I struggle in vane.
The image I create in the esoteric canvas of my mind fails to do justice as I attempt to define our relationship.
Cryptic transcripts, like a mystical shroud, blanket the screen,
No obvious manifestation of sanity remains to control my utterances.
As I think of you, my determination grows as I continue my pursuit.
No reasonable doubt remains as I slowly decode my gibberish.
One by one the lines take shape as the image is defined.
White sands, hot and dry, burn my feet as I trudge towards my goal.
There you sit like a desert oasis, cool and inviting.
Are you a mirage, will you fade at my approach?
Will I be swallowed by the sand as I seek the coolness of your shade?
Your life giving waters splash in the light as I strive to reach your respite.
As I stare at you, the color of your eyes is lost in the blue brightness of the desert sky.
An after image of the sun remains to haunt my vision as I struggle to focus on your memory.
Then my hand touches yours, my fantasy reforms,
and I transform into an eagle,
soaring high into the clouds of euphoric bliss.
Once again those cryptic wispy verses float across my screen,
but the image I formed of you remains to inspire another effort,
One I will deem worthy of your never ending love and friendship.
By rcpollitz
© 2000 rcpollitz (All rights reserved)
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Thoughts of You
Thoughts of You
