Thursday, 1 December 2016

Midnight Hour

Midnight hour
Beyond the midnight hour do not go..
For I want you here with me...
I can read your mind, you came so close to me
From that very first touch shockwaves shooting through me
Each kiss, each touch like a fibrillation to my heart
Quivering so attuned, your pheromones and mine 

Flowing heightening my senses
Adrenalin cruising trough my blood 
my mind 
Euphorically am in a frenzy 
Grasping my senses, you won't let me be
Crying out your name please don't go 
My mind spiralling touching nothing,   
Nothing to anchor me nothing at all
Reasoning can not, one can not reason, 

When endorphin's in your blood's like a drug
On cloud nine was I riding with the sparrows in the sky 

Beating in time my heart like a drum, my blood
Slowing downs a must, my beating heart!  

But desist I can not, that mountain high I must climb
Stumbling down rolling like a rock, stop can not my heart
Uncontrollably my mind's in a mire  

Awful long time since we made love
To celebrate our love, won't you just stay a while 
My darling beyond the midnight hour attempt to not go
To me, you'll be lost if you went beyond the midnight chimes
My mind my senses I'll be lost

If you attempt beyond the midnight hour to depart 
For there'll be no returning for me
My heart my darling my mind for you'll be lost to me!
As I gaze at you I am smiling in my heart
Making me sing all the while                  
Then beyond the midnight hour's you'll go
I'll be left,weeping, for you for me...
Why must you torment me
This, game flipping my heart yet again
At the sight of you jumping before me saying hi! 

My concentration AWOL goes 
In the gossamer clouds, of my mind
Eluding me from the periphery vision of my eyes  

Leaving me with the sense, of being lost  
Flowing my tears, miserably
Like a Jack in a box popping on and off
Can't take it much more ignoring me
Just stay away from me, why don't you! 

Tormenting me! I need not
Why can you not feel as I do...

Much I need not, just your arms around me
Holding me tight telling me it'll be alright
But going beyond the midnight bell you'll be lost to me
I'll be lost ambiguously searching your image in every man I see
A soul lost searching in time, of all times
That went beyond the midnight hour.
Never to be seen.  


                   By Connie James 
         

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