BesBetterBes

so many changes

so many in deed

so many events

so many to heed 

so many new 

not so many old

the future is bold

justice 

Clear as a misty morning view

I do see you

Sun lift colored pages

Harmonizing ever surprising

Perplexaties of one's mere exsistance

Flooded surprises

Feared unminus

Stepping in those doors

Slowly

Lifting as it pours

Subsiding once more

As the waves do when kissing the fragile shore

Are you my lover are you him?

I can feel the hearing.

I can see the being.

For I am not blind.

Soulfully shy.

There's so much I wish I could hide.

I am shattered yet mended; salt on old wounds.

New flesh makes some new.

I offer my out stretched ams.

Calling.

Reaching.

Across the miles I scan.

I long.

I pray. I wish.  I hope.

Believe.

For there was comfort that I did resist.

Must.

Do.

Did.

Resist.

Do you question why?

Or is it....

Why, you might question?

Be true now lover: Be true.

Are you my lover are you him?

He is not you; you are not him.

Resist.

I feel this from deep within.

I will know once it exsists.

In my presences, In my arms.

Feelings of a kiss.

I will know him once he exsists. 

Bes 6/17/13