The Middle Age Crush

Dancing hearts, obscure minds
Tenatively begin to intertwine
Pacing sideways, avoiding connection
Bumping slightly, masking detection
Seeking beauty in someone's soul
Frustrating annoyance simply told
The beginning of something
Or maybe the end
Uncertainty lingers, as friends pretend
Seeking eternity in life-limited eyes
Panting, racing, amplify
Infatuation looming
Seduction now a must
"Friends" is somehow not enough
Conversation forsaken
In lust, we trust.

An Introduction

The CHIMERA

Into the darkness blindly
Slipping into an oblivion of space and time
A madness ever-changing
Without reason or rhyme

Fathoms and Phantoms floating
Falling mindlessly in the void
Demons screaming in madness
Desperate calls of the perennially annoyed

Seeking light within the depths
Grasping for any straw that can be found
Patience waning and strength flailing
Hope is not lost where sorrow abounds

Faith in deities questioned
While strength of purpose fades from sight
Into the darkness praying madly
As blindness becomes the blight.

By: M. Ebbett 1-22-2007 (c)