Wake Fair Lady

Last night.....
I felt very much so in touch
 with that poetic soul I seek to contact within myself,
my words were aching to burst forth and fill the hearts
of those I choose as my tribe...
but there wasn't anyone around...
I couldn't record them...
I could only dwell upon the lack,
which in turn brought me back to those
ever-so positive, optimistic, acceptances....
and I wait
for you
and I wait
for myself
and it turns out
we're one in the same
or so I'd like to believe
but if so
then I truly can
be in two places
at the same time

I woke to silence...
powerlessness...

and reflected on how last night

I found myself
bound by a chain
I formed with smoke rings
from my right-hand to the ceiling
while the left flailed about in spite of the other

where is the one, with the onyx flower in her hair?
where is the self-proclaimed muse?
and by writing such a question , the self-proclamation is fulfilled truly

I walked down peacock lane last night
glanced at the lights...
you were supposed to be there with me

I'm so sorry that you're afraid of this....

I hope that I'm wrong in my assumptions

but if I am right....

then I fear for those mortals...

if my infinite love is not enough to quench your thirst,
then how many more will it take?
is it not enough?
I fear for them because I feel that I am much more strong of will then they, and that you may leave a path of destruction in your

Wake fair lady...

I'm so unsure at this junction...

I know not whether you are proclaiming your love for me
or simply trying to let me down gently
what is it?

is it that I've done something to invoke the wrath of one who thinks herself a goddess in all the wrong aspects?
or merely
that I've done nothing and in doing so have allowed you to grow tired and bored of my love?

IS IT NOT ENOUGH!??!?!
it's endless....
how can there not be enough?

please dearest...
come to me today
and make that which I prophesied last night come true
come and be with me

come and comfort me
tell me all is well
I'm willing, and open
to whatever it is that will keep this love ever striving to reject staleness
and continue ...

tell me it's alright....

but most of all

tell me the truth,
at least I take comfort in the fact that I will believe you
whatever it is that you say....
but please, don't take advantage of such a blessing....

"you're the only one i want" - you, in the throws of passion

was this a fluke...
was it said simply due to the fact that it was what you thought I wanted to hear?

well it is what I want to hear...
but not only hear
but cradle it like a newborn
in the arms of an orphan