Missing.

Soft hands carress, but
there no more,
Reaching out, yearning,
disturbing the invisible
sore,
Bleeding over, bleeding
out,
Unconscious yet
awake,
Still, but nervous
shake,
Pleading to the fates
to touch what was once
there,
Her eyes so bright,
her skin so
fair,
Distant, yet close,
still yearning,
still hope,
Radiant in the dark
that the tunnel
ends soon,
To lay with her
under the moon...
-END-
(C)D.C. Chapman
9/28/2012

Words Not Enough (Poem).

Insufficient, apologies not enough, wish
to show, and show,
Wish to stay that you might
know,
Just to hold you and never
let go.

Never again to let you
cry,
Pick your head up and
keep it held high,
Taking nothing for
granted,
To never again say
goodbye.

Life may be complex,
but love is simple,
Though it crumbles inside
right now,
Yearning to get
back somehow.

That is worth every
last bit,
Begging, pleading,
having none of it.
In the end, as in the
beginning,
Nothing more worth it
in the effort
of repenting.

No apologies, none
of that will do,
Just actions over words
in my efforts to
keep you.

Wishing beyond wishing
for the chance to
show you,
To prove that what I
say is what I do, that it is
true, anything to hold
you.
-END-
D.C. Chapman 9/17/2012