we were alone when we were together
you and I both flickered briefly like the flame of a candle
and then we were left alone in the dark with nothing to say
we communicated with words that had no real definition
while our own hearts remained separate in the silence
that love that we shared had no real connection at all
but we were too blind by our own needs to know it
then we were left to wonder if it was really love after all
because we ask what it was that brought us to each other
we were alone when we were together
what need exists that blinds one enough not to know it?
when in the aftermath you begin to doubt your own heart
we only knew of a desire that we shared in the passion
we only knew well the sensuality of that warm touch
why is it we cannot describe what we thought we saw?
it flickered briefly and led us there to a point in time
what we did not speak aloud we could still understand
but the rest of it was never really very clear
we were alone when we were together
our hands felt the warmth of our touching
but even within that warmth we did not feel secure
we would be safe within our own secrets
but it was as if we had whispered them all in vain
if we never got a real chance in our own time
was it not maybe because it was never meant to be?
life certainly has a funny way of ensuring
that ecstasy is just a heartbeat and breath away
we were alone when we were together
love is sometimes just an illusion that escapes us
for whatever reason that it may have to die
just as surely as it appears upon the horizon
just as quickly as when we try harder to hold on
like the waves of an ocean when they get too high
they overcome us and pull us in farther out to sea
afraid of drowning in the submission of its influence
when we tried harder to escape the tide’s power
we were alone when we were together
while we remained there in the midnight hour
with very little if anything to say to one another
and the futility of lovemaking was the only reward
when our only line of communication was that touch
when making love is not the same as being in love
but we refuse nevertheless to let it just slip away
when our fear of being alone leads us to deep solitude
and we try desperately to hold on to those threads
we were alone when we were together
when we forgot how to listen to one another
and we could no longer hear the music that played
when we could not remember each other’s dreams
when we could no longer hear our own heartbeat
when we looked into blank faces as we made love
and could see that shared look of love no longer existed
replaced by a vacant stare as if we were somewhere else
and the few remaining kisses in the dark said nothing
© 1989-2011 Amor Sabor
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Regis
Can two people fall so far out of love that there is no hope for saving it? Yes, it does happen, but if one can be in love once, then it can happen again.
Power of Positive thinking shall get you where you want to be.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Sheila
Peace
Tony
Bob
Anna
in very personal ways, its truths their own..
"...afraid of drowning in the submission of its influence..."
is perfectly said, Amor,
"...and the few remaining kisses in the dark said nothing"
says a hell of a lot.
Yes!
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
But Love in the shawdows to come and rescue You, when this one passes.
Lady Vivian
There is such great joy in feeling connected, in meeting another in that inner place, and you capture the desperation of the soul that knows there is a much richer experience possible, but is unable to experience that with the person they are with.
Blessings,
Christine