by Whyte Panther (Luigi Fiorino)
Sitting in the silent sadness of my solitude
Amidst the agonizing ache of time apart from you
I watch as a lone candle flickers.
Dancing shadows cast upon the walls
Serve only to remind me of a vision I long to see.
A vision of myself
Gazing lovingly at your candle lit visage
As I embrace you my angel
In these loving arms.
So simple a vision
Seems once more beyond my grasp.
Cursed indecision, stealer of dreams
Would that I could rid my life of this hideous beast.
It seems but moments past when I stood here
So certain of my direction
So completely content
Ready, as I’ve never been ready
For anything in my life
Ready to take those precious first few steps
In planning a tomorrow
In beginning to build a history
With the one for which I was destined.
The beast has once more raised his head
Casting shadows of doubt and fear beneath it.
In quiet desperation do I cling
To images and feelings past…
The magical release from the sound of your laughter
The sweet contentment that comes only
From a smile meant just for me
From a simple touch or a gentle whisper
Or the spark that comes
From your eyes meeting mine.
The beast has managed to grasp at my heart
And take what was so sure
And turn it into a mere dream once again.
Patiently now must I sit
Perfectly still in anticipation of the beast’s departure
When I can once more dare to live my dream.
Quietly, unobtrusively must I wait
For that time when I can look beyond the abyss
The chasm safely behind me
Untouchable by the pain of the past
With my life renewed
My devotion redoubled
And I can once again express my true love for you.
Until that time sweet angel
Here will I wait
In my silent solitude
Awaiting your tender embrace…