Hope for the Broken Hearted

Holding, holding, and holding on
to those last traces of hope.

Despite all of the optimism, I know
that as surely as the time passes,
as surely as each smile that he puts on your face,
each laugh that escapes your mouth,
each kiss that touches your lips,
and each tear that he wipes from your eyes
the memory of your love for me fades.
So I hold on,
gripping tightly,
fighting for a space in your heart,
and a place in your mind.
No matter how deep down,
I will always be there,

with the strength of all our memories

and the hope of the possibilities,
struggling for, and
clinging to your remembrance...

...until i lose my grip.

©Milton Suggs 11:46 PM 4/8/07

When It Comes to You and Me...

Time has brought me to this place

Where all traces of wisdom

That exist within converge

Producing this vision of what

could be, should be, and will be

Between us, if our truest feelings emerge

Let fear submerge to a place undisclosed

While we submit to everything that pride has hold

We shall both be free…

We shall feel, taste, touch, and see that which

Eludes us due only to our own transgressions.

When it comes to you and me our biggest lesson

Is that there is no reason and/or logic in this place;

All that we will understand,

all that we will conquer

Will be all that we face.

We can reach that point that transcends jealousy

And nullifies all insecurity.

For when we are sure of ourselves

they are no longer needed

Yes, past may be past,

but it still must be heeded.

Not to be forsaken, it must be embraced

Despite the others that have entered into this domain

For the lessons it teaches

we will be constantly applying

Not denying its pain,

yet much good can be gained

Because our present is here

And our future awaits.

©Milton Suggs

December 31, 2006 3:36 AM

Summer Romance

In silence among a sea of words
two hearts connect.
With subtle touches and furtive glances
2 minds reflect on desires surrounded by the taboo.

Proceeding with caution yet throwing it to the wind,

Our time together was a living and breathing contradiction.
Needing no validation

but the emotion being conjured and strengthened

with every step taken.

Guilt was forsaken while infatuation reawakened
and selfishness embraced.
The future will be faced but we live in the now.
Don't look forward, don't look back,
this present is yours for the taking.
Temperatures rise as temperatures drop
and neither river nor stream can cool them.
Though surrounded by many, few exist
when twilight propels two into suspended animation.

Water, it is no concern

when drowning in eyes of ebony.
The sun's light fades and darkness relieves us.

Raindrops tease us, but

we provide the shelter.
The path before us is for you to choose.

Someone will win, and someone may lose, but
regret is not an option.
With a dance of flesh under a moonlit sky
anticipation lifts.
One heart may be broken,

but two are fulfilled

and neither wonders

what if?

©Milton Suggs

06.15.06 3:10am