Malcolm James Furst
Words, words, wordsArchive for truth
The truth or a lie
My deepest memory,
my mother said to me,
life’s a fairy tale
with happy endings.
Life
is either
the truth
or a lie.
Could
be neither
or both,
tell me why
I never got my happy ending
I did my time and walked the line and
I’m losing all my faith
in human kind.
My mom and sister died
and left me all alone
With no one by my side
Nowhere to call my home
Pain
is either
the truth
or a lie.
Could
be neither
or both
tell me why
The world is full of death and anger
racing madly ever after
I can’t catch my breath.
I”ll lose my mind.
You walked into my life,
an unexpected joy you said,
welcome to my world
and happy endings.
Love
is either
the truth
or a lie.
Could
be neither
or both,
tell me why
I feel like I can’t love without you
Knowing all I do about you?
I need a piece of you
and peace of mind.
When I Know You
When I hear you,
I hear joy, tenderness, laughter, and light,
strength, passion, will, and might.
When I see you,
I see life, beauty, wildness, and truth,
the sun, the moon, wisdom, and youth.
When I smell you,
I smell flowers, musk, your hair, your hands,
dawn and dusk, the beach, the sands.
When I touch you,
I feel your softness, your power, your grace, your art,
the blood coursing through you, the beat of your heart.
When I taste you,
I taste earth, water, cool, and sweet,
body, blood, salt, and heat.
When I know you,
I will know everything worth knowing.
