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Why Lovers Cry Forever in the darkness my tears fade away. It is the mystery of time and distance that makes loves embrace so hard to attain. We must be apart because of consequences beyond our control. Therefore, I might appear happy, I might appear sad, but I know the desires deep within my heart long to be with her. Apparently, it is a longing that is too often left unfulfilled. Am I allowed to scream at this injustice, or must I hold it deep within myself and reveal it to no one? My prayers are unanswered and I patiently wait for the day God has mercy. It was her eyes that first caught my attention. A look that so intensely molded my soul to hers. It was as if a waterfall had begun to flow inside me, and she was the never-ending source. My thirst for life was fulfilled, and my hunger was no more. It is within the walls of her conscience that I find solitude. When she embraces me and holds me close to her chest. As I hear her breathing and the laughter while we talked the night away. Memories made in the short time we had together remind me of why I find her to be the most alluring woman alive. She fulfills me on so many levels that we would need the world’s largest elevator to go to all of them. When the distance has become so great that all I hear is her voice, I must remind myself to be grateful for the telephone and the electronic e-mail. Tools lade at our disposal to keep a long distance romance flourishing. Even though the world would like to betray us and tell us that we cannot find happiness and joy because of the miles apart, we have learned with age that love is not always physical. It is mental, it is spiritual, and it is sacred. I hold onto the hope that things that are out of my control’ God will bring understanding. I cannot disguise my discourage brain, yet I have faith in things unseen. If tears must fall, I gladly let them because my heart is true. It is learning to make the effort that keeps the romance and intimacy a most wonderful experience. Having a mind that works, tells me to realize~ she thinks of me in the most wonderful ways. I shall not listen to the world with its pessimistic defeating system. I will grab the hand of God on this side while she holds the hand of God on the other side. For life is not forever; consequently, a world awaits us in the next life. It is the human condition, that makes it so difficult~ to realize how much I wish to be with her now. My mind races and I find myself desperate once again for her touch. Thomas A. SUTOR P.O. Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93438 Rockhawk.com
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All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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