Category: Writers Block
I see the fears and questions,
That live behind your smile,
And all the hidden secrets,
Held fast inside your soul.
And though I see reflected,
My pure abiding love,
I know it’s him who scares you,
It’s him you’re thinking of.
Baby let me be you’re Don Quixote,
Let my lance, my shield keep out the rain.
Let me fight away the dark, the demons.
I can make a shadow of the pain.
Just a memory,
That’s all he needs to be,
Baby let me be…
I hear your voice, it trembles,
Across the empty miles.
This distance drives me crazy,
My words are not enough,
To help awake my angel,
From Hell’s unending sleep.
Baby, let me be your don Quixote,
Let my lance, my shield keep out the rain.
Let me fight away the dark, the demons.
I can make a shadow of the pain.
Just a memory,
That’s all he needs to be.
Baby let me be…
A fortress,
Let me give you shelter,
I can give you more you see,
Than all of me.
A lover,
Alex, to be trusted,
Let my music wash away,
Your yesterday.
Baby, let me be your don Quixote,
Let my lance, my shield keep out the rain.
Let me fight away the dark, the demons.
I can make a shadow of the pain.
Baby, let me be your don Quixote,
Let my lance, my shield keep out the rain.
Let me fight away the dark, the demons.
I can make a shadow of the pain.
Just a memory,
That’s all he needs to be,
Baby, let me be…
My god, whoever this special someone is, they are very lucky to have such a talented person who can express so much with their words. I feel a sense of raw emotion and feeling in this poem, and it's these kinds of pieces that sometimes bring me to tears, good work.
Jess
Well my friend, I'm afraid it was emotion wasted. She publicly denied me on the zone and said we weren't in a relationship when I thought we were. It's kind words like yours that even convince me to stay on the site. *big smile* thank you.
Awww I'm sorry to hear that. I really do hope the one you seek finds you. Love is a hard road to travel on, and finding that partner to travel on that road is probably the hardest part.
This poem is very emotional, full of desire to comfort and protect.
ah, my friends, it is always a challenge when other people and misundestandings get in the way of one's judgment, especially in matters of the heart. I find after all that my feelings were not necessarily wasted as I first thought but rather a little premature. I mean that in the kindest possible way, as things are at last drama free between Dulcinea and myself once again. Hurray! All we had to do was extricate her from the cave of Medusa where she was forced to reside for a time. More later.
Utt