My Angel of Beauty By David Wilding (Monday 7th July 2009, evening)
Love ....
Is it a Feeling?
Or a Right?
Will be be Happy ....
or Fight?
What will our lives become?
To some ....
Love is an Angel of Beauty
A Cherub of Desire
A Fire of PURE PASSION!
A Wind Beneath our Wings!
We all want it
Some deny it so
They lie
Lie to themselves
And the World surrounds them
And PUSHES them out
AWAY WITH YOU!
Life doesn't need YOU!
Me?
I have found her
And yet .....
So far
So much pain and yet happiness this way comes
I need her, want her, feel her near
She is here with me now
Inside my mind
I wish it were so
To wave a wand, unlock the door
Find the Genie in my Lamp
A Spell to cast
For her to be NEAR
I will run far
Row my boat, Drive my car
Ride the Wild Horses
For I MUST .......
I MUST be where YOU ARE!!
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'Daydrips' - by David Wilding
- The days drip as wax burns And fall, fall into the night One by one, they shorten us And counter what we have We need to grow - yet we cannot As slowly we die As the Candle goes down So do we .... to the ground How can we build? And what to save? ....
'Strangers' - by David Wilding
- All kinds Of people around, Never meet, never speak, never touch, Never show their faces or share names, So many and yet so few do they know. Strangers are people who think, Of each other, Of another lover or chance to start, You see them, they don't look, But you think, you know, you need them too. ....
'Half and Half' - by David Wilding
- How do they do it? Ten years? Five years? Ten DAYS and I'm 'Time Out' And only 11 months to go How long is THAT? Don't even THINK! Time is relative Another morning, another chorus, Another headache, another pain. I just want To get home in one mental piece Make that two ....
'Sunday' - by David Wilding
- It's Sunday today A day when normally You and I are together, and We might watch TV or eat and talk I don't have a TV here And my cooking is all my own It makes me think And wonder Who are you with this day? Nobody I suppose ....
'What is Me?' - by David Wilding
- Now, what is it? You want to be And how to know .... If you're what you can be? And who am I? To say to me That I am not All that you say I should be And what IS me? The one you see How do you know .... ....
