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I am Shadow Dancer. I have been referred to as a healer, medicine man and shaman. But I only see myself as someone in touch with what is going on around him and can listen with clarity to what the world and nature is saying. I wish to share this with all.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

To Sharon

The other night
My feelings mixed
Do I lleave you alone
Do you want to be kissed
I'm so alone
What can I do
All I knowIs
I love you
Then as I
Held you near
I found a love
I could not fear
We kisses once
Then we kissed twice
Am I willing to make the sacrifice
Is it wrong
Or is it right
These feelings that I fight
In your eyesI see so much
I know you need
Your loving touch
We both hesitate
Not knowing what to do
Then I reach out and embrace you
As we sat there
In each others arms
I found a love
That nothing can harm
But this is wrong
And I pull away
You look at me
I can not say
You'll never know
How much I love you
I'll never find out
If you love me too
But on that night
Between us, a sin
It happened before
Love returns once again
I call it a sin
For that is what it is
You have a lover
Your heart is his
And yet not a sin
For my love is true
It already occurred
No matter what we do.




I wrote this years ago after holding her for a while. Years later she was murdered. I never actually said "I love you" to her, until years later while leaving a rose.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Welcome back.....

She walked slowly up to me. Surveying me. Stealthily approaching like a scared child or and animal unsure of my intentions. She looked me over as I spoke to the others. She kept her distance. She stared intently. Watching every move, listening to every word I said. She said nothing. Her gaze burned into me. The others noticed and started to drift away. One by one they all retreated. Each one making an excuse to move away from me. One by one till it was just she and I. She took a step closer and looked deep into my eyes. "Take off your glasses," she finally said flatly. I removed my glasses and she moved in closer to me, never breaking her stare. It felt as if she was looking through me. Her eyes burned into mine with an intensity I had never seen before from her. She slid closer to me, never blinking. Narrowing her eyes, searching deeply, almost hungrily. She crept ever closer till I could feel her breath on my face. Her stare softened and fluttered her eyelids. I began to sense a change in her demeanor. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms about me. She pulled me in close and hugged me hard. "I am so glad you are back...I have missed you," she whispered in my ear ever so silently. "I know I was gone for the last few months but it wasn't that long," I quietly replied. She stepped back and looked deep into my eyes. "No," she retorted sharply,” you were gone a year ago." She continued softly," I was afraid of you. You changed. You became someone else. You were short tempered, irritable, and irrational. I was frightened by what you became...but now." She looked down. Keeping her head down she was silent for only a moment. “And now you are finally back. You are you. I see it...I feel it. I can see that you are really back and I am so glad." I stared at her in astonishment. No words coming to my lips. And as she spoke again a tear came to my eye. She quietly whispered for me to hear, “Welcome back."

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