I Long For You

Like a way back from hell

You saved my life

And time can only tell

If you will stay in my sights

But I trust that we both

Know and understand

That we both have a hole

A fire that is unfanned

And I know it’s not right

To want to come for you

Because I want to come for you

But maybe it’s not right

To not come there for you

Because I want to come for you

I will wait, I will wait

Until the sun falls from the sky

I will chase, I will chase

You until time passes us by

Tomorrow might be too late

Today might be too soon

I know that I cannot wait

To sit with you underneath the moon

Like a thief in the night

You stole my heart

And it only feels right

To wanna be where you are

But I trust that you and I

Know and wanna be

Over our drawn up lines

Let’s live this fantasy

And I know it’s not right

To want to come for you

Because I want to come for you

But maybe it’s not right

To not come there for you

Because I want to come for you

I will wait, I will wait

Until the sun falls from the sky

I will chase, I will chase

You until time passes us by

Tomorrow might be too late

Today might be too soon

I know that I cannot wait

To sit with you underneath the moon

Tranquil nights underneath the moon

Wishful thoughts at the height of June

July burns and scorches the earth

But it’s not as hot as my heart burns

For you, yeah babe, I long for you

I long for you

I will wait, I will wait

Until the sun falls from the sky

I will chase, I will chase

You until time passes us by

Tomorrow might be too late

Today might be too soon

I know that I cannot wait

To sit with you underneath the moon

Compliments of the Irish

The nose that sharply comes to a point
Short and thin as a greyhound at the gate
Your stature shows such excellent poise
Your deep blue eyes convey such a calm, collective state
Your voice brings out the intellect that exalts you
You are not first among women, for that would be an insult
For your words ring much deeper and more true
Than the rest of the people on this earth, for they seem dull
Your hair, short, neat, and such definably kept
The red and blonde mix that alerts the eyes
A pleasure to look at and a sight I'm ready to accept
How did you land unhurt, oh the logic you defy!
For you landed unscathed from the heavens above
Your beauty and intelligence merely compliment
Your very being, the core of you brings me to the point of love
So maybe I might be able to enjoy such a sweet, sweet sentiment

Love Is Confusing

Loneliness sets in

Who am I and who will I become?

Thoughts of potential sins

Thoughts of doing something dumb

Thoughts of perpetual aristocracy

Muddled with my failures

Inoculated with the imbecility

Beginning this advancing allure

Carrying me off into the sunset

Thoughts running rampant

Tearing down the effulgent

Bringing forth an advent

Of mixed peccadillos and venialities

Hoping against itself that

It will merely amount to insipidities

At the end it will be just another rant

All of these thoughts combine

Swirling like a hurricane

Slowly they poison my mind

These thoughts are so ingrained

Will I ever be in the right?

Can I ever achieve the perfection,

That is always in their sights?

Can I ever show true affection?

Can I ever love a woman the way,

That she needs, not that I want?

Can I ever provide enough mercy and grace?

Can I ever imitate God?

Poisoned, I need an antidote

I endeavor to elucidate

So I make another anecdote

Or maybe I just hallucinate

Because I am speaking gibberish

Or am I on to a struggle

That all Christian men wish

Would be more subtle?

Amazing the realization

Hits at the same moment

With obvious illustration

It does not sugarcoat it

Will I ever be good enough?

Will I have something to offer?

Will I not be gentle, but too rough?

Will there be coins in my coffer?

Will I fail as a man?

Will I fail as a father?

Will I fail as a husband?

Should I even bother?

Can I make the cut?

Can I stand out among others?

Will her heart remain shut?

Will she only be attracted to brothers?

Doubts, fears, and everything else

Haunt my contemplations

The throbbing of my head feels like welts

Perhaps from all of the speculations

Considering I am not clairvoyant

I am merely a pesky human

So I must think different and void it

And I must cease assuming

That I will always make a mistake

Even though it is highly probable

So I am more scared that I will be fake

Than a virtuous Zerubbabel

My faithful, trusted friends

Tell me that I “need to meet some women”

But how does that profit me in the end?

Will it help me with cohabiting?

Will it help me to be intimate?

Will it plant a desire for missions?

Will it help console me when I am irate?

Will it help me make big decisions?

Or will it create bigger ones?

What is the point?

Should I sacrifice my heartstrings to “have some fun”?

Should just ignore that little voice

That is my conscience

Should I go against what I believe,

To follow possible concupiscence?

Will it grant me reprieve?

Sure it might make me less anxious

But it will desensitize me to the wrong

And lead me into things unsanctioned

You can interrogate any of the strong

Ask them how they were subdued

Behind every major fall

Is a woman that was shrewd

And the man gave his all

But his all was too little

Or too much depending on the tale

Because every jot and tittle

Faded and turned into a fail

Patience is a virtue

And true love always waits

Or so the common ideology spews

And so common are the traits

But what if patience does me no good?

What if it does me harm?

Like my heart tells me it would

Or maybe that is just my arm

Being squeezed in seduction

By a beauty too good to pass up

Perhaps an introduction

Would be worth it for me to stand up

A Nightmare of Reality

I thought I let go of you

I thought you were gone

I thought I forgot about you

But I guess I was wrong

I thought we didn’t talk

I thought this was past

I thought I chopped the beanstalk

I thought you were trapped

In the sky, away from me

Leaving me in solitude

Then how did you haunt my dream?

How did the emotions resume

Picking up where they left off

Creeping into my head

Bitterness, anger, loss

Wishing you were dead

Wishing I was too

Wanting you back

Starting to argue

Reliving the past

Sometimes it seems

The worst nightmares

Are memories

They give the most scare

Sometimes reality

Is much worse than make believe

But thankfully

I woke up from that dream in bitter relief

Burning to the Ground

The bolts meet the metal on the structure

They pass over thinking nothing is wrong

Next thing they know the bridge is punctured

And the cars fall off as they proceed along

The bridge has been burning for quite some time

But they never noticed, at least until now

Now that they are on the brink, about to die

They claw at the remains as they’re going down

The bridge is burning to the ground

The people are lost and cannot be found

If the bridge falls and no one’s around

Can anyone actually hear the sound?

Of their desperate, hopeless screams

Can anyone hear their resolute pleas?

Can anyone fix their now dead dreams?

Their world tears apart at the seams

The creaking of metal now gets louder

The bridge now shakes taking pressure off it

Because both sides wanted the power

Both sides held out, and none wanted to soften

Now the stress makes the bridge start to fracture

They never dealt with the problem until now

There won’t be a happily ever after

They claw as their fairytale is going down

The bridge is burning to the ground

The people are lost and cannot be found

If the bridge falls and no one’s around

Can anyone actually hear the sound?

Of their desperate, hopeless screams

Can anyone hear their resolute pleas?

Can anyone fix their now dead dreams?

Their world tears apart at the seams

Finding it all just a little too cumbersome

They see the days of rest just on the horizon

So they fall asleep to their favorite number one

Each song acting as a liaison

But nothing is bringing them back

They are now apart, and hatred is brewing

He’s saw it coming and already had his bags packed

And she still does not know what she’s doing

The bridge was already burnt down

The people are lost and cannot be found

When the bridge falls and no one’s around

Can anyone actually hear the sound?

Of their desperate, hopeless screams

Can anyone hear their resolute pleas?

Can anyone fix their now dead dreams?

Their world fell apart at the seams

Waiting For Me

I am waiting for you

She said with a soft touch

I’ll be here after you go through

Things that will rough you up

Now that you’re leaving

And you’re going away

Leaving without rhyme or reason

Without a trace

She whispered gently

Like a light breeze on a hot day

That she would wait for me

To become a man one day

Well that day is almost here

I think it is around the corner

I need not fear

For she is just over the border

Between my sanity

And my various travels

Buried in luxurious vanity

I have abandoned ship to no avail

What is meant to be

Will always happen anyway

I need to learn to breathe

As I see the approaching day

A day of déjà vu

That day where I left it all

Wishing I could go back and re-do

Everything and grow some resolve

To finish what I started

To see it all through

Instead of being retarded

I wish I could start anew

She is waiting for me

And I need not stay away

God has prepared her for me

And I need her today

She wants a man

And that is what I’ve become

I now I understand

Just how far I have come

Prayer for a Spouse

Lord, hear my prayer

Hear the words that I say

Whether I am here or not all there

Bless me Lord I pray

I pray for a woman

A woman who loves You

I pray for a woman

Who will stand for the truth

I prayer for a Godly woman for starters

A woman that You hold dear

I pray for a loving partner

That will tell me her deepest fears

Her darkest secrets and desires

Her simplest little sins

What ignites her fires

And what makes her tick

Give me a woman that

Will support me in everything

That will make up for where I lack

And that won’t just be swayed with anything

Grant me a woman of faith

One that will call me out

That will be worth the wait

That will be doctrinally sound

Send me a person who is gentle

Because we all know I am not

I do not want a rental

I am casting all my lots

I want a woman who is not afraid

A woman I can listen to

One that has something to say

One that truly worships you

One that an stand up

When I am doing something wrong

One that is not a slut

One that prefers our sins to be gone

A woman who is pure

Because I am not such

One who is spiritually mature

And is not in a rush

Because I am ways moving fast

I need someone slower paced

I need someone who can last

Who will not just leave me green-faced

I need someone from Proverbs thirty-one

A woman who can raise my children

A woman who rises before the sun

And shines in my eyes and glistens

One who can cook and clean

And who I can help to do so

A woman who is not mean

A woman that can help me to grow

A woman with a high standard

That will not tolerate idiocies

Not an emotional vandal

But a woman with many intricacies

I need someone that I can love

Some I can trust

Peaceful as a dove

This is a must

I need a woman who will submit to me

Who will respect my opinion

But does not follow society

Or submit to all men

I want to love her to the point

Where she can respect my ideas

And bear the fruit of my loins

That I can passionately kiss

I want to hear her problems

The struggles of her daily life

I want to help her solve them

And I want to walk with her through strife

I want her to be honest with me

I want her to have integrity

I know I am not perfect

But God I ask for  a great a woman to marry!