I wished you could've met my beloved
Mary-jo-anna while she still lived among us
Imparting on us her wisdom and wondrous ways

Her eyes could see through any secretive soul
Her fragrance would soothe any pensive nerve
She'd make every meal a gastronomical delight
Her embrace would cradle me to a blissful sleep
Her mind could cure the most torturous disease
She'd make every tune a sensuous delight.

Life was wonderful for us indeed
When Mary-jo-anna was still among us
Imparting on us her wisdom and wondrous ways

But she fell foul foul eventually, of our Big Brother
For she showed the people his hypocritical ways
Exasperated! he conspired with the village elders
To drive her away, with lies about her “devious ways”

She's now an exile among the sages, hidden away
Imparting on them her wisdom and wondrous ways
While our village degrades to hatred and hypocrisy
Under the thumb of Big Brother's oppressive ways

The people are awakening to what they have done
And long to have Mary-jo-anna among us again
Free among her people and free from ridicule
To impart on us her wisdom and wondrous ways

She has those Scandinavian
blue eyes framed by a universe

of raven black hair.
she has that back-straight dancer's

walk that says
I'm heads taller than everyone.

she has that figure that makes men
nudge each other when walking

behind her, then stop when she
turns. just stop. and look.

she has that feeling of a woman who
knows she's the safest girl in

the world. *my man can stop the
planet's turning. can keep the sun

from rising. for
me.

walk softly into my dreams
and wake me not
speak gently to my heart
and leave a kiss upon my thoughts
write words of comfort
upon the wall of my soul
and leave as you came
and wake me not

I looked into the sky today
And saw an angel taking flight,
And in his arms, he held a child,
Around them brilliant light.

“Where are you taking him,” I asked,
As he stretched his mighty wings.
“I’m taking him to be with God
And where my brothers sing.

“Bring him back,” I plead to him,
“Please don’t take away this boy.
His mom and dad won’t understand.
He is their pride and joy.”

“I must deliver him,” he said.
“He will never be alone.
I must take my flight with him,
This child is going home.”

“But what about his family,
Who want to see him grow,
Why can’t you leave him behind,
With loved ones here below?”

The angel softly said to me,
“I don’t think you understand,
This one is a special child
Not meant to live with man.”

“God sent me here to rescue him
From misery and pain,
So, please sir, I beckon you,
Please do not restrain.”

And as the angel flew toward home
I saw the baby smile,
I knew that we would meet again
In just a little while.

there on the kitchen table
a  single long stem rose
lies prostrate across the
morning dishes
a coat and hat carelessly
thrown upon the floor
theres a storm above
and the sound of distant thunder
rolls across the four walls upstairs
and i believe
lightning is about to strike

Kiss me
As if
you are drowning
And your only
source of oxygen
Is my lips

Kiss me
As if
You want to know
how you taste
On my lips

Kiss me
As if
i am the
Only girl here
For you;
The only one you see

Kiss me
As if
you are a
wilting flower
And i'm the
first drop of rain

Kiss me
As if
my lips
Taste like freedom
And you have been a prisoner
Of the world's ways all your life

Kiss me
Like that is all
You have ever known
As if
You find yourself
Only when you get lost in me

Kiss me
And let the words Flow from
My lips to yours
And weave themselves
into poetry;
a poetry only we can feel

Kiss me
as if you are dying
and your only way
to salvation
is me

*He Kissed me
As if
Trying to tell me
How beautiful He thinks i'm
Without having
To utter A single alphabet