Thursday, March 20, 2008

His Response to...Pity Party

HIS RESPONSE
Expectations are not negotiations, and neither placed with all affiliations, but a bar set. Set for his queen, in his mind she is fit and so clean, feelings just right for his queen. His response was of excitement that night when it was lightning, not because of the storm, but how he weathered the storm for someone he felt was other than norm! Destination unknown, but questions of how long before I hear her tone, his response….I must hold on. Waiting...waiting for his queen to come thru, but yet there was no light for his darkness and on a day when he was sure to shine. His response, I was sure this was divine and I knew she was mine, but how could this happen, not this time, how far must I climb? Should I go so far as to be out of reach, so high that I can’t even hear her speak! Right now his queen looked so weak, when his response was only to help her reach her peak! Challenges of empty promises left unfilled, unfilled by the breath that breathed the words of his name forgotten tomorrow, when today the thought of him takes your breath away. Actions and words heard so simple but she wants to one day get to the lasting temple. Mentions of balloons withering in the wind with feelings tangled in the strings, strings attached so deep that it snags your fight and pulls your soul, how tight can she hold on? Hold to what was once her dream, her dream of finding true love, snatched from her as if awakening from a nightmare, as she looks about for answer not know the balloons that I personally filled of worthless queens, queens with no fight, no efforts to match his might, names of many he can recite, meaningful is she. Her sleeves stained with the moister of true feelings removed and tucked under lock and key.
His search was for the true her. The her, to which she began to display efforts not with held but displayed momentarily, but was swept away by the wind that carried the balloons the winds that came with the storm that produced the lightning, rain that dampened her sleeves with moister of true emotion! These are the word of His response…………………………………By K

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