being.

Why was I born? To carry this burden...
Fitting nicely on my back.
Heap on!
Took my vow - nah go bow!
Just ask me how? Secrets I cannot know.
But I know, relatively speaking, that
Time is no master of mine.
Where am I to go in this jungle of brick and stone?
I roam as a king without a throne
But i am not alone. I am not alone.
Convince me against my convictions
That I do not speak the truth!
Otherwise, we are all living a lie.
I've given up all within my very being
And yet still I love... more than I could fathom.
Being.
That's all I have (at least right now)
And share with you. Do you feel... me?
It may not be much, but I give.
It is everything.
Isn't it?

the voice that calls.

I am in love. But this love of mine bears no name.
She calls me. Tender whispers that like light winds,
brush against my soul.
Helpless. Where shall I run to that which has no face?
Straining my eyes - see only a faint image.
Do not torture with your teases. Come closer, speak louder!
Searching the eyes of passers by, and hoping that voice within is the same.
Tell me your name? Let me touch your soft skin.
These lips have been saved for your lips and my Kiss!
Wanting nothing more or less than the voice that calls me.
You are in love. Can you hear me calling?
Quiet your mind for a minute or two... there.
Here I am and will always be. This... will never die!