Monday, April 25, 2005

Love Sonnet XII
Alas, when in my own world I am sad
I am tired and cold and so lonely
I weep at the loss of what I once had
I would be glad with my one and only
I would hold you til all my wounds have healed
What would I do without you? I shudder
I am alone til my feelings revealed
My mind, it is filled with clutter
My love, here I am, soaring through the sky
And still all I can think about is you
I need not ponder to figure out why
I smile, I grin, as the clouds I pass through
You are more delicate than a pure cloud
With thoughts of you, my sadness I enshroud

Passover was ok, my family is cool. Apparently my cousin won a national soccer tournament and that makes me the only male cousin not to have played soccer well in highschool. drat. It was nice to see everyone for once in awhile. Now I can no longer eat bread. Grrrr.... People just become more and more confusing. It brings a quote to mind: "ah, the tangled web we weave" as Scott would say. The number of different things I have to deal with behind the scenes is staggering. Secrets are such confusing things. It's like I don't even know myself. More sonnets have been written, but will not be posted, due to the fact they name the subject and that's a secret. Seriously, who else can rhyme the word Quetzalcoatl? ;-)

Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and
Show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin some are steel
Some are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of the stranger
But we love to try them on
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it, why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
You may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil
And he is not always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You'll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along.

1 Comments:

Blogger Christopher said...

Quite possibly the best of the sonnets. Most of them simply express your love for this mysterious person, but this one really cuts through to your own personal self [w00t redundancy there...], and brings it into context with your life.

4:10 PM  

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