On the dreams of distant waters
Harmonies in sunset skies
Sings a voice, so far my wonder
Of the girl with emerald eyes

A photograph, upon I’ve stumbled
As if fate does guide my view
Nature’s truth, this vibrant beauty
Caressing of these visions true

Silently this rose a’ blooming
On a breeze of spring’s sweet air
Whispering in fragrant mornings
Secrets journey in thy stare

As I pause, my pulse it quickens
Tracing of this image shown
On her eyes my touch does linger
Mesmerized within their glow

Still, my glance it longs to wander
Of this face, pure satin sheen
To those eyes of moonbeam glisten
Heaven’s perfect shade of green

Hold me close, for I am breathless
Of this dream I fantasize
Restless heart, in rhythm’d beating
For the girl with emerald eyes

Breathless
Whispers
Freely
Shared
~
Affection
Felt
Feelings
Bared
~
Cherished
Hearts
Abunda­nt
Flow
~
Twilight
Dreams
Moonlit
Glow
~
Desire
Fueled
Velvet
Kiss
­~
Softly
Touching
Finger
Tips
~
Staring
Deeply
Wondrous
Eyes
~
Moaning
Pleasure
Telling
Sighs
~
Lying
Close
Pressing
Ski­n
~
Hot
Embrace
Once
Again
~
Heaven
Sent
From
Above
~
Fired
Passion
Perfect
Love

~

I harness every fear I’ve witnessed
And lock them very far away
Within a box of heavy armor
In hopes that hidden truths will stay

Beneath a mound of spent emotions
This vessel sleeps among the pile
In endless days of hope delivered
So that my heart may live a while

But somehow in the mass confusion
The lid it opens slightly so
Releasing harm now mist like sweeping
Upon the air its breath will go

I scream; my lungs in deep frustration
Accustomed not, my eyes they stare
How dare you touch the skin of angels
And harm the one that I so care

I capture most and yet a tiny
Piece does slip my hands that reach
I cling and claw for all that matters
Oh God, my gate this fear does breach

Then word does find my ears a’ waiting
The news not good as headlines feed
I’ve failed this one of my affection
Planted firm this dire seed

And now I stand with one direction
In focus of the days we see
Broken chains still not releasing
Tethered by this fear I've freed

Yes happiness does have its season
For cloudy skies will show us true
Atop this dream of voiced emotion
While falling on this tarnished view

This torrent felt of my own doing
In moments of the failed and fell
Drunk with fear and sad decisions
Foundering amongst the swell

So please I pray a chance is given
That I may but redeem this fault
In lessons learned of distant vision
Within a web of pain now caught

If not, I fall a wounded soldier
Battlefields of spoken war
Accidents are bound to happen
Cut of splintered weathered floor

Anger prompts the resolution
On my cheeks the streaming tear
Lost, I find my only reason
Decided by a touch of fear

This is the second time in a month
I have cried so much today
Going through your things
deciding what to keep,
what to throw away?

It's like there's memories
attached to every single thing
Do I keep the china?
What about your wedding ring?

It's only been thirty days
I wasn't prepared for the extra pain
Throwing your Life away
Is like losing you all over again!

Some nights
I lay awake,
And wonder what life would be like
If you loved me too.

Your eyes so blue.
And a heart so true.
Lovesick in it's deepest degree.
Oh I wish you could see,
My point of view.

Yet another tribute to all of you who write. You are the true Rock Stars of the Universe.
~
Fiddling on the Roof, as if
Throwing our common soul out
To downpour over the
Houses and streets of Anatevka, now

Abandoned. Seized by
The Tsar.
History.
Such is the soul that writes.

Tells. Thinks. Whispers of.
Records and absorbs.
Carves from Creation.
Dispenses.

Such is the soul that writes; waits
Another hour in bed in the
Morning, knowing
The Early Worm

Gets the beak first.
The Soul that writes is
The quill of the gods; angel
Feathered, timeless and part of

Everything. Say to yourselves
I will write until the only ink
I have is the black in my eye.
I'll learn to write blind from there.*

You would.

You wrote all that has
Ever been
Written.