Frantic Lure [edwards Journey] Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I told you I've loved you from the beginning
I meant that
the gaze we both took into each others eyes
the caress' made as we dared not to look away
whenever I close my eyes
I can see perfectly
sonnets memorized as lips spoke the softest of gestures
small plucks fingered from the old hands that played that aged gutair
breaths intwined as the eclipse of shadows danced in the light
I told you I've loved you from the beginning
I meant that
dispite the sounds lips can make actions proved worthy
as every second rushed into the paradox of your arms
if at all possible help me conduct the orchiestra played each time I look into your eyes
for each second that passes by
for every day thats grew from the steams of the years
yearn for me as your touch satisfys my thirst
the thirst that partches each time your away
small plucks fingered from the old hands that played that aged gutair
If at all possible could you ever love me like you love your self
the divine tunnel that ends with your heart in mind
I told you I've loved you from the beginning
I meant that
blue skies crosshatched upon a star
mere condensation shared amongst the world
mere tear drops that fell from the heavens the first time I heard you sing
dispite the sounds lips can make actions proved worthy
my words love you more as my lips seek the world for you
never more could they love you less
frequent breaths taken through that old jazz horn
caress' made as we dared not to look away