Purely Metaphysical-Letters To A Consciousness Waiting In Waste Letter I Poem by Steve Bergwerff

I want there to be an easy understanding of the situation, however, I will never get an easy understanding. There is a barrier between you and I, and communicating is nearly impossible. Things progress slowly in times like these and I am always ahead of my self. Slowly progressing where? I don’t know. In which, Can scare or excite me. If I could take a step back and flow with progression instead of against it, I would see for myself if it were right. I would allow myself to trust… In you, In God, In fate, In myself. The Outsider speaks of how he perceives your feelings for me. But, Not until I hear the words drip from the curve of your lip will I fully believe. Another obstacle or lesson in life to be learned, only to be left standing alone. That’s my biggest fear; that this will end as another disappointment. I know there’s someone like you out there suited for me, but will it be. Must I know the answer now, could I not wait until the event occurs. My wish this night would be curing my curiosity of whether I would make an appears in your thoughts tonight… And what you might think, Or feel as my image flashes through your senses. I haven’t the slightest inclination of how you feel or if you even understand me.
What I do know is you are, as I am, a beautiful creation of God, and I have faith in that notion. I add into my ceremony that we share the same destiny. I loose myself in your consciousness when I stair into the dark brown of your eyes. I am under your spell and if I were a weaker man I wouldn’t be able to eat.