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Tuesday, July 25, 2017

A NAME WRITTEN IN DUST

I sit with my drink in hand
As I write your name in the dust;
I seem to have lost my reason for living,
But I know a purpose in life is a must!

I search my mind for a reason why –
But reasoning doesn’t come this day!
Maybe if the rain starts pouring down
It will wash your memories away!

Love has a strange effect on one’s mind,
And the whiskey brings out other feelings;
I am trying to hold on to my sanity…
Remembering all of my deceitful dealings!

Reflections of a name looking back at me,
Only if I could find the right words to say:
If I could look into your eyes once more –
I know it would be just like yesterday!

Your name written on a table in dust –
Is a reminder of when I broke your trust!

Epaphroditus© July 25, 2017





Monday, July 24, 2017

BEDROOM EYES

“O fairest Lady, with your bedroom eyes”
“Tell me, things of your heart you hide?”
   Your beauty, “Unlike any I’ve ever known,
It will surely be the end of my demise.”

Your face brings light to the darkest night,
The hardest of hearts can’t endure your sight;
  What beauty my eyes can stare upon
Like the splendor of roses in the morning light.

When the mountains rise to kiss the sky,
Your beauty gives light where meadows loom,
  And the shadows of clouds unveil my day
That brings joy to a heart that wants to cry.


Epaphroditus© July 27, 2008

Sunday, July 23, 2017

A LONG GOODBYE

When time has slipped away
Like the shadows of yesterday.
The reaper will come to call,
And to this life he shall take all!

It won’t matter if things are neat,
Or if you have shoes upon your feet,
And if your hair is all pretty and set-
With ribbons and bows or a golden net.

He has come to deliver his given duty,
And it doesn’t matter about your beauty.
When this life ends it is over and done,
And there’ll never be another setting sun.

They will mark your plot upon the lawn,
It’s too late for tears and words so fond;
A life of grace then a judgment you’ll see
The troubles of this world will not ever be.

We shall no longer drink the sweet wine
For the darkness of life has drawn her line;
There will be no reason to question why-
If you’ve loved it will be a long goodbye.

Epaphroditus© June 26, 2011


  

Saturday, July 22, 2017

A LOVE SICK FOOL

I feel you near me
In so many ways,
But how can I remember
Those times of yesterdays,
The games a heart plays,
Of a love sick fool!

I loved you so much
At least it now seems,
The night will linger
Of you in my dreams;
The moon casts beams,
Of a love sick fool!

So I look back at
My heart filled with sorrow!
And sadness I only know –
For there is no tomorrow
And no time I can borrow
For a love sick fool!

Epathroditus© July 22, 2017




Tuesday, July 18, 2017

TOUCHING MY SKIN

In the fullness of the night I long for you.

Upon my skin I feel the rushing waters
That flows like an ocean to my eyes.

I may drown from this passion I feel.

If you were lying next to me-
My soul wouldn’t need to cry.
You would fulfill this void

that aches in my heart.

“Touching my skin” is like heaven:
You fill my soul, you complete me.”

Come close to me-

Closer!

Hold me, touch me

Forever, and 

Forever!

Until this need goes away.

Epaphroditus© January 30, 2011




Sunday, July 16, 2017

IF IT WERE TRUE

I think if your love was real,
   And if you were here today –
I would know you loved me,
   Then I’d believe what you say!

But in truth you are not here;
   You decided to go away –
You said I’ll make it on my own,
   So I said “Have it your way!

If love had been at its best,
   We could have “compromised”
But look at all of this emptiness,
   And the sadness it has caused.

If you loved me – if it were true –
Your heart would know what to do!

Epaphroditus© July 16, 2017


AND I LOVE YOU SO

I know you are unhappy, so what can I do?
Could it be up to me to set your heart free?
Darling does it come down to a choice for you-
My love, unhappy is something you shouldn’t be.

I hear the sadness in your voice that has no rest,
And I see your eyes glimmer with uncertainty,
And the pride that rises in your troubled breast,
You are unsure still, unsure of life like me.

Your mouth shows curves with its infinite stress,
You hold back the tears, but the truth you know,
The hurts you cover up within your proud breast-
But its love you need to know and I love you so.

Epaphroditus© July 4, 2012