Pure You

Then I look at You
And suddenly all my struggles
seem so trivial.
I thought I went through
Baptism by Fire
But You, you really did
In your own quiet way.
Is that what makes you so pure
That I am afraid to touch You
Lest I spoil the sanctity

Death Wish

It isn't that I want to live forever
But every moment that I do
I want to feel your presence
Your love, Your soft voice
Your Warm Arms around me
And let me drink the elixir of Life
From Your Lips
and then I will close my Eyes
And go to sleep in your arms
Never to be woken again without You 

Peace

After a weary day
I sit down to write and look outside the window for inspiration.
It is snowing heavily now.
Fluffs of cotton that were gently gliding down
Are possessed by the wind
Blowing them Helter Skelter
I am looking for Harmony
A Path to Peace
Not in the stormy Ocean
Not in the Scathing Desert
Not in Thunder and Pouring Rain
It has to be in Me somewhere