Basking in
love's sheltered
bliss,

open vessel
of times
searching
sand dropping
south.

sunset colors
smeared, by

a careless
God's
child like  hands
at play.

we begin.

to count
down the
minutes.

to exhale
the breaths
that nurture
us,

and
give us
life.

love becomes
our devotion


our loss
of it,

the bleeding

of our
tragic
hearts..

time
almost
done.

there is a
bounty
to be
paid in full,

by all
who have
not
welcomed
it.

by those
who did
not dance,

in awe.

Half asleep
under a
pavilion
of diamond
sparkled
stars
tonight.

words
elude you
like fat
grey striped
squirrels,

playing
hide and
go seek

in high trees
in a park

words of
of trust
have misused
you.
and left
you
here.

a broken
seed
that love
is unable
to tender
and grow.

and you
ask not
of my
comfort,

or my
arms
to bend
in love
around
you.

but only
that i
just be
here.

and "be
the one
who
understands".

and no
greater
task
have I
found
in the
universe.

no other
path
must I
now hold
true.

than now.

just to
sit and
be with

you.

Speak these words aloud;
hear the creak of
the rusted pump
seeking fresh flow
from a depleted source.

Amelia Earhart has been found again
Steve Jobs is locked away in a hidden vault
There’s gold aboard Der Fuhrer’s secret train
Which is buried beneath an earthquake fault

Albino monks inspire Trump’s every plan
The Queen is one of The Lizard People
The Pope belongs to the Ku Klux ****
(His 666 is on every steeple)

Satan is aboard an unmarked U.N. jet -
It must be true; it’s on the GossipNet!

“Whatever Power or powers there might be,
The rules can’t possibly apply to ME.”

Lovers disappoint each other in time
The protestations of eternal love
Those breathless kisses on a summer night -
They leave no lipstick on a shopping list

Lovers disappoint each other in time
The protestations of eternal youth
When even the sell-by dates have faded away
From the shopping lists of our yesterday

We mourn the lips we’ve kissed, the lips we’ve missed

But still…

Would you leave lipstick on my shopping list?