Analysis of Come, stormy weather

My heart and soul on a journey, far

Sent, so long ago it’s written in the stars...

I'm all aglow, whenever you are near

Holding this secret,
you know all too well

To whisper in your ear,

so entuned to you...
Your taste Your touch, your scent(smell?)

Hoping to fly through the eye of the needle...

Hoping to deliver more than enough
(Before my life energies are all spent)

Of what in your heart you seek
in a hover...

Hoping to discover
why my soul ever came this way

Trying to be a friend
A better blend of who i am

A book with more or less pages
than what which someone else has said,

reading between the lines
Through the many layers of our searching

For more than self-satisfaction to pursue

The vernal passions of our lives
in efforts to become the perfect lover

but lost without a clue,
of whatever it is i am supposed to say or do,

making my best efforts
to focus my intellect on a distant focal point.

To find the pathway to the secret place,

where we pursue
the eternal fountain of a loving life,

there lives the genuine spirit
of our youth, where hope lives,

even through our sadness
 and our happy hearts ...

Connecting our fondest dreams
in effort to making them come true,

protect the spirits of the children
Among us trying to connect the dots

Between what we truly are
and who we are not...

As i walk through the stinging mists
with an ancient calling kept,

even as we move cautiously ahead
In this place we do not know,

playing love songs in my head.
Bending sword into a bow,

seeking the perfect notes.
Opening my mind to the calling wind,

leaning back into eddies in the flow,

Releasing my Eros surrendering my love,

Which always seems to find
a way back home to you

Amidst the falling echoes,
as we begin to learn and do

for one another …little favors...
Sent more often without expecting in return

Listening intent, just in case they might
Like flowers dancing… to the winds of our emotions

As they do... From herbal essence

The scents, come wrapping their tendrils
In familiar ways our souls

finding a natural sense,
in ways which complement our moods

as we greet, one another
as if our last, arms reaching across forever

Always looking to be back around you
And you someone who knows just where to take it

Having never practiced how to fake it...
What would i do to see, you

finding joy beside me naked.
Even though,
Sometimes, we'll find seasons to make us cry

That come with stormy weather
or am i mistaken?

Standing in the shadows of my dreams
crying, alone against the void,

feeling my best efforts
are for naught, feeling lost

Destroyed dejected.
My heart unprotected,

when i reached out to touch you

Instead of sharing the moment
Coming closer together weeping for joy.

You looked hurt and annoyed
And in the depths of standing by

Prepared for doing my part
trying with all my heart

To understand, why can't i...
play like all the other good little girls and boys

As my inner harp chords resonate within,
And as i reach in to lift my voice and sing

All that comes out is strange noise as i vocalize
My alarm in emotions so intense,

My concentration, entranced/distracted…
Kept focused from one point to the next,

Arcing vividly against the night skies
As one spark leaps from one soul
back to the reflection,

of the first dawning lights return
Ending the fear of perpetual night

i see on station within my inner core,
From the streaming heart of a spirits passing

In an endless journey, from days of yore
Observed by the joint will between here

And the shores of evermore
Written in living sand,

pouring like water
Under the bridge
of an endless sunrise

Through the hourglass of eternity,
held in a vacuum as if kept at bay,

by forces
even the sandman
has yet to fully understand

falling ever so gently
in slow motion in perpetual suspense...

Back again, halfway through intentions of where it is
i want to be with you