Which One Should It Be

Your smile, your laughter throws me into ecstacy,
my heart runs faster everytime i see you,
intoxicated with your pressence,
i can still work my charms;

but when will i see you again...my friend?
the feast was majestic, but i was only a moment too soon.
there are many more unaswered questions.
but i guess that would have to wait.

the feast was fine and promising, you gave me a window as you told me about your loneliness-
but my heart dropped, the moment you said someone will come...one day;
someone who has been with you so long;
and someone whom you may be with forever...one day.

i took my heart, back in place,
and wondered how lucky this person having such a wonderful creature as you?
an angel wating with open arms for your return.
if that is your destiny my friend?...i bid you all the best.

but then my friend -
for all the things you have shown me in the past -
may not mean a thing, or maybe it does;
but which one is it?... I must find out and I can see you again?

but when would that be?
will I have that pleasure into your pressence?
as that is likened to will be winning a game of chance.
but that seems very, very vague - then I asked myself...should I keep on going?

being in ecstacy with you, my friend, is like gold to me.
and now I am hoping, praying and trying to reach that feeling again.
but is that all I should do?
or should i just reach for that gold? - so which one would it be?

The Night Falls, The Wait Begins...

the night falls,
the wait begins,
the clock ticks,
the anticipation follows.

there is that chilly feeling on a sunny day
and i asked, "have the sun lost it's heat?
or the wind blowing cold wind?
so which one is it?" i do not know.

the chill sets in the bone,
then suddenly the dove flew in.
with an olive branch on her beak;
she offered solace and hope-

but that hope is not clear
but without it everything will perish
so what does this all means?
i'm sorry, i do not know.

the night falls,
the wait begins,
the clock ticks,
the anticipation follows.

The Winged Dagger..?

Is that my winged dagger?
Far fetched...surreal-
Is that my winged dagger?
It is only for those who dares.

Am I that person worthy of that dagger?
For years and years i've tried and failed.
And here she comes again, to which I am still eager;
I must achieve that dagger.

Is that my winged dagger?
Far fetched...surreal-
Is that my winged dagger?
It is only for those who dares.

The dagger sits on the sand
Waiting for her warrior
I hope my eagerness will bring me part of that band
As this time I will not be a failure.

Is that my winged dagger?
Far fetched...surreal-
Is that my winged dagger?
It is only for those who dares.

She finally flew close to me
As she it shook me all night long
But this is still the selection phase for me
And the question remains...how long?

Is that my winged dagger?
Far fetched...surreal-
Is that my winged dagger?
It is only for those who dares.