Morning Thoughts

I'm cold until I think of you
Then I take the covers off
You're too hot for words
My life devoid of you, absurd

Sunrise hopes to see you
As much as I do
You brighten anything, anywhere
And anybody that has a heart

But thanks to your love
I'm living in illumination
Called relationship
In it forever because I won't quit
Whatever you got
They call "it"
But I call it ours...

c2013 Wayne Box Miller

Thoughts of 13...

I still believe in love
The power it possesses
The return on its own investment in me

When it's right
You know it but...
You wait for the other shoe to drop
See if it fits the mood and moment

Love is outstanding
when it's showing off
Showing me how to love
Or how satisfaction is just the beginning

Either way in love I'm winning
If love is representing you
And calling on me
To close the deal

c2013 Wayne Box Miller

Happy New Year!

Here's wishing everyone a great '13! All year long...

HOME ALONE

I want to touch the center of your soul

Offer up my universe in exchange

That includes the skeletons in my closet

If you share your dark secrets in the daylight

Judge and jury can’t live in this space

Family got their own real estate

We have to carve out a land of milk & honey and love

And put up a fence to keep the haters out

We’ll probably lose friends in the process

Who were haters in sheep’s clothing…

Unmasked at the birth of our happiness

Be gone, dead wrong, sad song

You want to destroy what you desperately want for yourself

Ohh well…

Put the sold sign in the yard

This house is off the market

So are we

Home alone at last

©2012 Wayne Box Miller

TIME

I bend time to meet my needs
I steal minutes based on greed
Hours I deposit to store away
Then reality steps in...

Tomorrow I'll try again
To maximize my time
I manufacture a cause
To get my thoughts in line
What I had planned seems to always escape
Why can't I merge my dreams with fate?

I push play and destroy the pause
I will make it work, goodbye Murphy's Law
I plot and plan, guide my path
Momentum showed up; so no turning back...

And the end of the day
Has no value in this place
I will pick up tomorrow
and continue this race
Using my time, and wasting some too
But in waste I then, find out what not to do...
Thus time now becomes my friend


©2012 Wayne Box Miller

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THE TRUTH!

Like my heart, my arms are empty

Left only to wipe across my chest

A message of love, a special gesture

For the one that knows me best

I don’t know that she’ll ever trust me

And that haunts me all of my days

I don’t know how to let her look inside

To see doing it now would be okay

So I write, I dream, I beg in between

For a chance to have the touch

From the only one that lets me know

It gets no better than us

But timing be damned

And mistakes a few

Have cost me what I need it’s true

The mistakes are mine

And I have confessed

But the price I pay is nothing

Compared to the emptiness and regret

But if I can just get one moment

I will make it last so long

In my heart and mind for a lifetime

Because her love is just that strong

But I don’t know how to tell her

Or convince her just one time

To let me touch her beautifulness

Like I do in the hallways of my mind

  

Even right now I can feel her kiss

Our passion ignited the source of bliss

Her openness and giving all of self

My trying to do likewise

Caring about nothing else

Time is lost, and so are we

Together when we are one

I don’t hold back and neither does she

Not until we’re done

But I miss her more

than words on this page

I think about her everyday

So until then

I’ll cast these thoughts to the sky

In hopes that she will try…

To find me one last chance

To love her

©2012 Wayne Box Miller