Heart Songs

A collection of poems written by Cassandra Espinoza.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

The Road Yet Traveled Under a Blue Moon.

It hasn't been too long
but what I feel inside is strong.
It's hard to believe that this could be
what it feels like, I'm so happy.
Where did you come from,
make me smile though I feel dumb;
Your eyes, a story, curving roads
from the start, but where do they go?
Where do they lead,
yet to the place inside of me,
to a factured place inside my heart.
No need to document end or start -
it's the journey of adventures
that dwell as we mention
several places to pull over and wander.
You make me start to ponder
what this distance could mean;
too soon, it may be,
but it feels so right!
And at the end of the day, dead of night
I search off into the void
that could be your soul
but it's a scavenger hunt of things unknown.
And as afriad of the dark as I am,
searching inside you makes me a fan
of what possiblities could manifest
should we continue this inward quest.
This side of me isn't easily achieved
but somehow you make her come out of me,
like I have two faces hidden behind a central mask
that no one could have pulled off in such a task.
How do you do it,
make me feel the way I do?
Like my fairy tale dream is possibly coming true?
Never was meant to be a pricness
but you make me feel like such a mess
in muddled thoughts and conversations,
my confused tongue in aggrevation
because making sense isn't supposed to be a chore.
It never ever was before
the day you should showed up under a Blue Moon
and the night flew by so soon
into weeks of what has started this journey.
I didn't mean to fall in love in such a hurry
but one cannot deny how she feels
when her inner self is all giggles and squeals;
how you became such a big deal
isn't something I can continue to conceal.
It's out in the open, this new shade of red
that has taken over the ethinicity that once colored my head.
Let's trek it, this road of mystery
in store for us - let's make a history,
a text book that you love to read
penned by us, the first chapter of You and Me.
How many thereafter, this knowledge unknown;
all I know is that I'm keen if you're ready to go.

by C.E.

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