Persistence: The Ache of OptimismPersistence: The Ache of Optimismblank/free6-14-129 stanzasinside the sanctuary of optimism,our galaxies clashed in crowded hallways.i spoke, and you looked away, ignorant.i tasted the sweetness of simplicityin our out-of-body conversationsand i can't help but want to hunt you.your coyotes cackle and bark,their mouths dry: their heads brainless.the laughing can't stop me. it can't stop me.sometimes i wonder if i've got youin the lovely trap of my glances, my smiles,but the tide just keeps turning: shifting with the wind.i overcame my fears! i vanquished thelittle voice within that stopped me from pushing,fighting forward to your voice.oh, the cascade of sand.like an hourglass. like wind-whipped deserts.the sound of your replies is like candy.i am in love with the chase. i need tohang on. i just need to cling a little longer."i just wanted you to hear me say it."so tell me, quickly before the final bells sound,do you love me too? can you love me back?ca
ShyShyblank/free6-4-126 stanzasvictimized.my powerlessness stingslike the winter airthat still plagues my worn heart.the past is like a wound,throbbing and burning.sometimes i wish i could havegone deaf for just one moment...i begged for the future to take meto a place where scarsmelted into smiles and happy eyes,but the snow shows me no mercy.my monologues won't save me,especially when no one will listen.my poems can't deliver meto the heaven in your arms.you ARE my happiness.sometimes i wish i could justtie you down and make you hearmy words as they reveal my frustration.more than anything, i want to catch youin my net, in my trap, in my gazeand place a kiss upon your ethereal lips.i want the fireworks of our firsts to light the way.