An Explanation

These posts are entries from my Moleskine Notebook, where my brain gets spilled a few times a day. I don't plan on posting every single entry, just things I feel like posting. These are uncensored, and very personal. There is a reason this blog is by invite only. Read at your own risk ;)

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

"On & on, we run & we run"

9-5-11 12:26am

I'm scared out of my wits.
The one person I can't stand to lose is drifting & undulating between my embrace & the real world.
One being comforting, right & passionate;
the other a frozen tundra,
Full of harsh words & realities he feels he has to face alone.

So wont' you take these arms that are aching ot hold you--
let them protect you from the sad world we live in,
shield you from sorrow,
yet still allow you to see it all in its beauty.
You don't have to figure out everything alone.
Let my hands deplete your afflictions,
imbibe your warmth &
radiate my affections throughout the crevices in your skin,
returning you to happiness once again by committing the simplest, sweetest, sin of a single touch.

My lungs act as tesla coils,
my electricity drawn nearer to yours with each breath I take,
& with every step I move away from you,
it creates buildup within my heart,
So that each time we meet,
I regenerate.

I breathe--
my inner sparks finding their way to your heart,
where they feel they belong.

Where I would love to stay forever.

Because in your heart, I know I am loved,
I am safe,
& exactly where God intended me to be.

In your eyes I find serenity,
the first date,
the first sunset,
& beaverfork lake.

A place that could never have been right with anyone else.
A risk I thought well worth taking.
An unforgettable sight.
The perfection inside an imperfect human completely visible through your enchanting emerald forest eyes.

An angel.
I'm convinced of it.
I'm sure of it.
& I will never live to see the day you convince me otherwise.

Come with me, baby.
Together we can change the world.
Hand in hand,
eye-to-eye.
Our lips meet, & I've never been more sure of anything else.

Noone else will have my heart the way you do,
because you have it all,
& I never want it back.

Samantha Weldon 12:52am

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