JerseyBoy's blog: "my writing"

Mother's Love Our best friend in our youth Our Caregiver...when we are sick. Care without limits, Mother is love. A friend with no bounds Our childhood protector. Always aware of our trouble Before we utter a word. She knows our fears with but a glance For they are her own. How beautiful that name... Mother. Comfort in tangible form We belong to her Just as she is always a part of us Half of that which we call a heart. Her love unconditional Her strength unwavering Her kiss tucks us in at night, As her touch eases our fears. Her strength flows within our veins.. The strength of our mother's love.

Clouded Eyes as i gaze into those heavens I see a soul alight Her Essence dances for me and within i am entranced Before me i see the storm her eyes flash and their meaning is know to me the steel of her warns of danger as the rains threatens to fall within those orbs the clods roll and with a wink my soul is laid bare as a warm rain falls upon me such beauty with eyes of platinum what causes those clouds what brings this rain that threatens to drown me within those unguarded eyes a friend hides truthful and steady to a fault yet i would lose myself in those clouds as the rain ceases and the clouds lighten her gaze enthralls me and i bare my soul how can i find trust so easily within those eyes as they change and soften her storm has moved on and i am left with she and i her friendship beckoning and freely do i fall... tumbling head over heart into those clouded eyes

How Beauty? Will I be able to look into those eyes? and not find myself falling deep within. Will i be able to see your smile and not avert my own eyes? so that you don't notice my blush at those perfect lips. Will i be able to hug you without spending forever breathing you in? till i am enveloped by the fragrance that is you. How could i listen to your voice that dances from your mouth? and not close my eyes and drink of that harmony. How would i not reach out and take your frame within my arms and not have to force myself to let you go. How could I tell you of this alien feeling i have. and not shed a tear from my wounded soul. How could I spend a minute near your radiance? And not find myself chained and aching for time to not pass. How would i be able to turn and leave and wave goodbye to my friend. whos beauty make jealous the most perfect rose.

Amy's Song How Soft a Voice That echoes with a friendship The slightest sound Radiates within my mind how strong a voice to find a place so easily nestled within that part that part of me that was broken how beautiful a voice that causes me to disregard sleep when instead i want yet another word with her how familiar a voice that eases the chaos within a rage of fear and of an unknown feeling how amazing a voice that fits within my own a voice i can share my deepest darkest secrets how lovely a voice that echoes inside how empty i can feel when she is silent how beautiful her song that echoes with every word she says that enthralled my mind and enriched my heart.