Drifting petals stick to the
Waters of shallow relations

We made the sun envious
Of our heat that summer

Intertwined instead of separate
We realized the royalty of the middle man

June spread her cyprus colored wings
Revealing how life truly begins

And when Fall came
We saw the same

And with winter eyes witnessed
Snow chilled flowers relinquished

Black painted feelings transparent in the light
We feel
She feels
I feel
The coming of a new kind of loving bright

When the young turn to old
And the old let go of their hold
Their will always be a new dawn
Always another to write the song

Boredom through the depression
And depression
Through the boredom of life

Sometimes
There are no firecrackers crackling
Or any champagne bottles popping

Sometimes
There is only the mad silence
Of a thousand inching worms
Wet from a summer rain at high noon

Grey yellow window slats seem
Like the rusted bars of an animal cage

Yet I am free to roam
Free to live & be

But still know when I arrive home
That the slats will remain the same

Wooden table fire caught & splintered
Type at time holds no filters

Geniuses of the crowd bellow aloud
See the silver screen: gentle, pompous, proud

There is a distance from reader to writer
I am aim to bring the two closer

So the distance is not of that from
Earth to the universe

But close as the antelope on the plain
The unborn baby within the womb
Perfection of a comb running through hair
Water running rushing through city gutters or
Trickling from the faucet of a prison

When one wishes difference
They wish for conflict
Distrust
Death

A Separation of Man

Strive not to see the differences
Strive to embrace the beaches golden sand

Everytime I say "Goodnight"
I think "I love you." but never say it
And I don't know if I ever will
I wish I had the courage to
But my nerve fails and I delete the message
I write these poems hoping that you'll get the meaning
But I don't know if you even read them
I wish I was a bolder person
But if I was bolder, would you still like me?
My heart aches for you, but I can't know if you feel the same
I could ask but I fear that you would run away
What would you do? Would you run? Would you stay?
Questions like these plague my mind
Do they plague yours? Or are you just oblivious?
Thoughts like these race through my mind
They are the reasons why I don't say
"I love you" when I say "Goodnight"

See. It's that smile of yours.
******* smile.
It's all it takes for my shattered heart
To collide and rebuild it's self
Piece by piece
Painted red
Hot and Alive
You take me places
To lands of greatness
See, I ******* despise you,
You give me hope
That burns me
I begin to wonder and dream
I see,
The blindness fades as the curtains rise
I hide behind the sunlight
I look into the moonlight
My curls fall around my shoulders
As you quietly count the round spirals
It's unbelievable
What your eyes can do
You strip me
With your eyes
Quietly and slowly
Afraid of my reaction to your touch
You whisper the words I yearn to hear
As you stare into my eyes
At that moment
I feel
Connected
To you
I experience your heartache as I
Heal your wounds
I dance to your laughter
As you sing
Your vibrant tunes
I touch the inside of your heart as you touch the inside of mine
And at that moment, we are invincible
We create force
With emotion
So deep so strong
So beautiful
Your bushy eyebrows, your boyish smile
Drawing the most beautiful dimples
Chocolaty brown,
Your eyes are Chocolaty brown
I can study your face for hours and hours
I can write a thousand words
But, it'll never be enogh
I'm sure there'll be a thousand more to come

It's all the parts of you right now
I imagine melting into me
the texture of your fingertips,
unique to you-
touching me
my fingers, my palms, my wrists

your breath, cool and relaxed in my ear
I sink deeper, into the rhythm
the heat radiating through your chest, pulls me in, closer
warming through my shivering, shoulder blades
I feel perfect, here, I feel safe

the sweet electricity of your lips, I seem to crave
and just now, thinking, about how sometimes
my skin feels so magnetic to you, and your embrace
like our shadows i see us as one, indescribable shape  
our curves and grooves fitting
seamless in our darkened reflection

the past moments blur
together in a rush of colorful
awareness, no more words to describe
conversation permeating the dark, sometimes
walking quickly and then ever so slowly

something holding the two to a bit of nature, as if
it were a magnifying glass to free them from anything
else, only breathing only freedom ever closer and
there's nowhere but here there's
nothing but now

keep it up keep it
up for as long as you can
the beauty the simplicity

all I write could be meaningless
and I would remain as I am
and no one has to know
how could anyone?

tonight it is clear
and no one else has to know

did you
see the flash? gone
off like a bulb to record
this company in wooden memory

don't tell me what you
don't have the words for
I understand

dreaming is only
one way

I want you to see yourself
through my eyes and through
my heart
for you to know
tonight
how you are
to me

she was
beautiful and
affectionate,
zany and
hysterical.

her life
was a
tribute to
spontaneity
and
amusement;
to loving
the hell out
of everybody
and everything
because
life
is simply
too short
to squander.

she lived
with so much
electricity
that her
fervor was
infectious to
all those
close enough
to catch a
spark.

her death
was an
earthquake;
a shudder
ran through,
and we
were all
left,
devastated
and
confused.

it will be
two years
far too soon;
two years
since a
magnificent
light was
extinguished.

but her life
is a daily
reminder.
a reminder
to live,
to love,
to cry,
to explore,
to laugh,
to wonder,
to write,
to savor.

It's as easy as life, this
chronic rebuttal and no
matter how right you are
you're always wrong placing
bets with your own ******

It's as easy as life, but
who's to say life is easy?
certainly not those who have left
and gone on to bigger things; they'd
like to believe in all this in retrospect
but things should be simpler.

It's as easy
as easy as life


guessing is not easy.