Dwarves finish baking their bread neath stones.
As pixies and gnomes no longer roam;
but sing their songs from massive tombs:
composed on leaves of ash oak and thorn.

(The elves and drows all stand aback
in silent awe . . . lest the voices crack)
Bows of trees sway soft and slow:
to sweep away cares for those below.

Fireflies in dark fading night shine,
dancing; making merry star lines . . .
While faerie all as ever done
drifts off to sleep with the dawn.

Hushed comes the morn
in reverence; as smiling
my beloved Helen awakes.
near two years before I was born




"Marathon'



From the starting line
Helen
as you take each step
as you run each mile
with every breath in
with every breath out
with every silence
between each heartbeat
feel me loving you
there is no finish line
from the starting line
Helen
as you take each step
as you run each mile
with every breath in
with every breath out
with every silence
between each heartbeat
feel me loving you
there is no finish line
from the starting line
Helen
as you take each step
as you run each mile
with every breath in
with every breath out
with every silence
between each heartbeat
feel me loving you
there is no finish line
from the starting line
Helen
as you take each step
as you run each mile
with every breath in
with every breath out
with every silence
between each heartbeat
feel me loving you
there is no finish line
Helen





Helen...

m...............m
i...............i
r....Helen......r
r...............r
o...............o
r...............r


The image of Helen
in a mirror
is only the
reflection
of all
that I Love

( the  reflection is loved too)
 



My darling Bird 'lite upon my soul:
(your choice completely)...
Freedom can be found,
from the lonely sound,
of your own `voices
unanswered echo...
of your own voices
unanswered echo...


Others words bother me not:
the goals beyond the finish line;
the tape is not the place to stop;
you must run through ...
you must run through.

 

Open are my hands:
that you may clasp,
and hold them.
My feet: willing and ready
to walk the less trodden paths...
"Wheresoever Thou goest":
let me be there by your side
matching each and every stride...
matching each and every stride.

My darling Bird 'lite upon my soul:
(your choice completely)...
Freedom can be found,
from the lonely sound,
of your own `voices
unanswered echo...
of your own voices
unanswered echo...


Others words bother me not:
the goals beyond the finish line;
the tape is not the place to stop;
you must run through ...
you must run through.


Open are my hands:
that you may clasp,
and hold them.
My feet: willing and ready to walk
the less trodden paths . . .
"Wheresoever Thou go est":
let me be there by your side
matching each and every stride . . .
matching each and every stride.

 
© 2006 origionalmerlin 




I miss getting the garbage out on monday morning
i miss making you breakfast 
saying i love you at every turn
i miss
our daughter
who is almost as wonderful as you
(no one can best that)
i miss your hand in mine
and making love with you..
i miss your thunderstorm rants
and everything that you are soo right in
i have been touched by the best
I miss the home you have created
and and haven't ceased
desiring and wanting you
as the center of all that i am and will be
for only you
 
© 2006 origionalmerlin  


"To Helen Wherever She May Find Me...  


 No dreams with out you and I together are valid
words to any other point are pointless
my arms are without purpose unless they are around you
my hands mere placeholders
waiting for your fingers in mine
 I can lead if there is need
and follow if you wish
without you there is no value in any action
you are the best
of all that is
bring me to you
and never let me go again
I am still
yours...

 
© 2006 origionalmerlin  





Don't want anyone else
don't need another
just want the daughter
and her fab mother
happy to be
only what you want me to be
dont need any other dreams
just letting you know
no matter what the present seems
I want you
Don't want anyone else
don't need another
just want the daughter
and her fab mother
happy to be
only what you want me to be
dont need any other dreams
just letting you know
no matter what the present seems
I want you...
(Helen my only love)
Don't want anyone else
don't need another
just want the daughter
and her fab mother
happy to be
only what you want me to be
dont need any other dreams
just letting you know
no matter what the present seems
I want you...
(Helen my only love)


 
© 2006 origionalmerlin


Now The Magic Is in full Play