Virgin Eyes

Two hearts of singleness to cherish each other's personalities of sweetness.
Two hearts to be equated in compatibility after years of feeling beaten and defeated.
She was there with me in the passengers seat,
wrapping her arms around my shoulders,
and fondling my ear with her winsome whisper.
It was that feeling of forever.

Two lovely souls to be coupled to make a sacred two pieced whole.
Two lonely souls sitting on an airplane,
voyaging from Montana to the state of Maine.
Side by side,
hand in hand,
pressed close together,
with her head buried in my chest.
It could not be much better than this.

This is because she is everything that I want,
she is everything I need, and she is everything to me.
I am so enamored I can hardly sleep so that I can dream.
This is because my wildest dream has been birthed to reality.
One day I will be wedded to sleep with this wonderful lady
and her wonderful virgin eyes.

Two lives once miserable and crestfallen,
but now made un-restless by a melodious accompaniment in the singing of their duet.
These two believers of the musicology of life.
In every scene there is a superb movie theme.
That everything is laced and interwoven with treasuring beauty,
and we all have yet to make the discovery.
That every predicament can be perceived as a splendiferous adventure.
When life becomes dramatically overturned the other is there to help lessen the discomfiture.

We two story-tellers,
we two thrill seekers,
we two passionate journalists and poets.
A union so perfect,
so inseparable,
it is impossible to be broken.
No matter where we go we are always remembering we are forever remaining unbroken.

This is because she is everything that I want,
she is everything I need, and she is everything to me.
I am so enamored I can hardly sleep so that I can dream.
This is because my wildest dream has been birthed to reality.
One day I will be wedded to sleep with this wonderful lady
and her wonderful virgin eyes.

Although they say.......

Love is blind.
Indeed, it is blind like me.
Too blind to see, and too deaf to hear the train coming.
Too asleep to know that the plane is crashing.
To unaware to even know of the pit in which I am falling.

But even still, I have forced myself to believe......

I am strong,
I am confident,
and I am comfortable about myself,
I am quickly believing in me and uniformly believing in her for myself.
Outrageously courageous, I am more than ready for this than I have ever been for anyone else.
I am entrusting,
not just hoping,
but I am faithfully and steadfastly believing,
and never intending to be ceasing nor wavering in my decision making and my innermost, utmost, solemnest feelings.

We travel back to our hometown to stay.
Never thinking that I would fall in love on through my journey half way.
She was someone that I remember from long ago in elementary school days.
And like they say, love works in mysterious ways.
But this time, it is nothing what it seems.
Yes, I say that nothing ever is what it seems.

But I have to put that in the back of my mind because.....

She is everything that I want,
she is everything I need, and she is everything to me.
I am so enamored I can hardly sleep so that I can dream.
This is because my wildest dream has been birthed to reality.
One day I will be wedded to sleep with this wonderful lady
and her wonderful virgin eyes.

How could it not be? She is standing there insisting and constantly professing
that she will forever remain in the realm of the forever unchanging.

Renting an apartment,
becoming engaged,
I think that you are the one for me.
Unfortunately, as I will see,
plans and choices such as these are being made so hastily,
and leading me astray so far from practicality.

I have to scream aloud, "Oh dear me, what the hell was I thinking!?!"

AND NOW WE SEE....

Reprehensibility overshadowed congeniality.
Clever falsities feigned sincerities.
Illusory feelings impersonated incontestable intimacy.
Illusory moralities were the imposters of an immaculate reality.

The strangest and most terrible thing happened to me. An unfathomable tragedy has arisen so unexpectedly.
I cannot believe that I am not dreaming.
Why am I not dreaming?
Is that another man that I see her kissing?
How is this happening?
Why couldn't I see this coming?
What happened to me in the beginning?
Now, someone tell me where I am going!!!!!!!

With my suspicious intuition I feel this petrifying odd vibration that lets me know
you are not alone sitting in someone's hotel talking to me on the telephone.
It all becomes sickeningly and vividly clear as I hear your friendly visitors in the background as they moan.
They can smell the aroma of alcoholic and orgasmic substance absorbed into the bed sheets and on your clothes.
Tasting nicotine and whisky in your mouth,
on your skin,
they work so fast they are left breathless.
Suffused in sweat and relishing you in your nakedness.
I am nauseated by these mental images invoked by the sounds,
and in knowing that I had never done such a thing with you,
because I was waiting to be wedded with you.

You are, night after night becoming more and more sinfully filthy having orgy after orgy.
The multiplicities of male and female participants filming your techniques.
You are all becoming the greatest stars in online pornography.
The memory of how the world converted you to this belly-aching monstrous business of harlotry.
Every night, I am vomiting in the toilet endlessly,
because of just knowing how the world stole you from me!!
THEY TOOK YOU FROM ME!!!

I can't believe she was once everything that I wanted,
she was once everything that i needed,
she was at once everything to me.
I crowned a glamorous princess to be my beauty queen but became a lascivious mistress to thousands of others kings.
I am so disturbed that I can hardly sleep and escape into a dream.
This is because the wildest nightmare keeps me awake to reality.
She has gone off to sell her virginity, and to sell her soul to harlotry.

How could I lose the love of my life?
This hurts so much I feel like I could die.
It's like pushing my face through a wall of knives.
I pray for you every night.
Yes, I pray for you every night.
Although my heart is arrested by angst,
my heart feels vengeful,
my heart feels hateful,
I feel so pitiful.
But still I pray for you ever night.
Save her sanity,
save her from her dangerous oversight,
save her soul from what is so unsanitary,
save her and bring her to my bedside.
Save her to become my wife.