Never would you share with me your roses of blue…
The things I saw in your soul, felt stirring within my own.
May have been nothing more than my own reflection as it rest quietly on faith
If we were to dream together...
I wonder...
If our feet would find the same paths?
Or veer in opposite directions as they force me now to lay alone.
I thought I saw love in your eyes...
sure that I felt it in the softness of your touch.
Swearing I had heard it... just once!
In your husky tone, as you called to me..."Hey Lady"
The heart soars well above everything .
I believed in my soul to have ever known... the sure thing?
I wear my heart upon the sleeve.
So willingly I would be to give it to you...
If you were to just say the words, just once...
In life we are not made promises.
I would learn this from the echo’s of his voice
My resolve would come from the knowledge that we are sometimes only blessed with a little bit of compromise.
A whole lot of faith...
Only then do we find our own tiny bits of sublime...
You never offered me roses of blue...









... unrequitted love is such a hard thing to deal with, especially when the other doesn't care or doesn't have a clue!


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