I'm here
I’m here
I’m here as I wait for you
You’ve never arrived
I age away
Life eroding slowly away
I’m here
Temporal being that I am
Silence has engulfed me
Your absence frightens me
And I’m here
Aching as tears run down my soul
As it oozes through my skin
Will I ever win?
How could I missed your never arrival
And yet I still yearn for the fifteen year old boy’s dream
I want to lick your skin this is my secret sin.
I’m here
Stillness envelopes me with a scary reality
The world I see dying is like the world from deep within
At times I see no way out
Trapped like a helpless animal
In silent death I slip slowly away
Lover, you have not arrived
Lover, the scar remains deep inside
Lover, at night silently I cry
Lover, I am withering, withering away deep inside
Lover, one day I may never love
Lover, your absence is a reminder of what I am beginning not being able to recall
Lover, from dreaming big, now I dream small.
Lover, as I age I lose my mind
Lover, I see you have never arrived
You remain a dream, a vision deep in my mind
Silly thoughts as a fifteen year old still dreaming at fifty three years old.
And Lover I’m here
And yet, you have not arrived.
Visions slipping like water through a basket
Slowly it dies and you have not arrived
And my dream at fifteen slowly slides
Away.
I’m here…
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