Fudge…..

How is this song always right, I can’t imagine another face. 

“How will I know if she really loves me. I say a prayer with every heartbeat. I fall in love every time we meet”

I’m here perched atop a beacon on the edge of the world.

This is where I find the sky and sea lying together. 

I find myself at the end of the path and too afraid to proceed.

The urgency to jump in exist but the realization I don’t carry enough faith exceeds the notion.  

I feel her breeze, she whispers sweet kisses to put my soul at ease.

I want to follow but I can’t see the land.

This is when and I know that I need her hand to guide me.

This is where I turn back and make a new path. 

I hate dreaming of you when I’m not sleeping. 

I imagine your emotions to fictionalize a world.

I take you by your hands and have you lying here. 

I whisper I love you and have not hear me.