~TreeHawk~

Original Poetry

© 1999, 2000

You are from your world

and I am from mine

Two different worlds

In my need, I can hold you

but only in my mind

While other arms hold you for
real

and I can only hope

his arms give you the enjoyment

that the dreams of you

give me

From time to time

a stranger appears

and presses a button

that starts emotions

churning within us

But it is not so much

that person

as it is our interpretation

of what they can mean

to our life

That makes our throats dry

our speech hesitant

But worst of all

Makes us

so very,

very

vulnerable

Great Spirit

Please quick give me a line

or something to say

that might start to explain

the storm raging inside me

since she walked into the room

just one line that will let her know

the feelings deep within my heart

and do better this time

for the last one was not impressed with

"HEY, Don't I know

you from somewhere !

Have you ever wondered

which hurts the most

Saying something

and wishing you had not

Or saying nothing

and wishing you had

How frequently it is that out of humanity's crowd someone steps forward to cross our path and just one look
starts a funny feeling growing deep inside and we wish that someone would utter a secret phrase that would
hold the world suspended in time until we could share a moment and let our feelings be known.

But the world turns so quickly taking each his own way and the funny feeling of hope becomes a subtle sadness
which we try to cover with a smile

I have not got a clue as to the name of this wonderful piece,
but I liked the way it sounded so I am sharing it with you.