I can
remember
everything
about the
last time
I witnessed
your smile.

and if
you could
see how
beautiful
the memory
is,

you would
realize
like me
that there
is never
a "was"
to a
moment
spent
with you.

it lingers
and sings
to me,

to reveal
all of
it's secrets,

and though
I might
meet it
now with
empty
pockets
of fate.

your face
is something
I always
carry with
me,

in deep
breaths
and tender
offerings,

in  true
definition
of what

a woman
can do
to your

soul.

Moments passing

the capture

of God's light
'in your
eyes,

the sensual
touch
of your
lips exploring
my neck
and chest,

the deep
kisses
and tender
embraces

to one
another
as we
begin our
day.

such
are my
daily
moments
passing
with you.

perfect in
every
form,

the tidings
and giving
of pieces
of one another

to only
each other's
keeping.

the whispering
of secrets
the yearnings
of physical
touch.

where  nothing
goes
unanswered

in our
promises
of love
and intimacy
throughout
our days
and nights.

where your
soul
is my
hearts
pillow

for
which I
lay my
dreams
upon,

and your
spirit
is my
river for
which
I flow
through
life,

in these
quiet
times of
us.

in these
moments
that
bless
and pass

our days.

.

The shades
by your
bedroom
windows
blow
in rhythm
to the
early
morning
sky.

and the
anticipation
of the
moment
when
you first
awake,

comes to
me like
a siren
dream.

and it
may just
be a
Monday
morning
to the
rest of
the world
but not
to us.

this moment
is everything.

and the
true
beauty
of the
day.

is the
moment
you first
awake.

and i
look over
to you
and witness
the sun's
first coming
into your
eyes.

and I
feel

warmth.

and my
coffee
lies
cold

upon
our kitchen
table.

till noon.

She is

a empty

box.



no matter

what people

put into

her she

will never

amount

to much.


she is a

picture on

a page.


that everyone

falls in

love with.


like those

deep sea

fish that

illuminate

in the

depths,


running into

her will

never end

well.


I see her

now and

then I

used to

see her

alot.


and then

she took

the biggest

bite.


and my love

of poetry

here


was never

the same

again.

this moment
there is a
peculiar point
of view
is your
eyes,

as if you
know my
secrets and
you wish to
keep them
all to
yourself,

as if
when you
tilt your
head inward
to a morning
breeze the
whole
universe
changes it's
perspective.

and everything
moves with
you,

and sirens
sing
and only
you can
hear.

and the
faded pages
of days
gone by
fall before
you like
naked sorrows
at your
feet,

and you
stand before
me the
keeper of
heaven's
gate.

the prayer
answered to
a hopeless

dream.

The sound
of his breathing
rolls
over you,

like a
angel's
wings
to a
breeze,

the smell
of his body
fills you,

like fresh
baked
chocolate
chip
cookies
on a Sunday
morning,

and your
feet
lie bare foot
upon the
earth,

as you
walk
hand and
hand to
nowhere
in particular.

and the
mornings
first
kiss is like
no other
kiss that
you have
ever known..

but now
to you
it is
becoming
everything
in your life,

that is
so familiar

the cut
of his
face,

and depth
of his eyes.

the still.

when nothing
needs to
be said.

when the
two become
one,

and the
one becomes

everything.

,


.

When I die.

my
dreams
will fall
naked
unafraid
to your
eyes,

my conscience
sheathed
bare and
honest
to my
*******.

to find
rest
for my
weary
soul,

and
inhale
all in
this
evening
grace

that is
you,

and then
bleed
away,

unnoticed.

save the
feel of
you in
my coffin
bones.

as time
goes by...

as time
goes

I.....

And now  love

has taken

you this

distance,


and the

shadows

of your

innocence

have left

you with

gypsy

lines of

wisdom

upon your

face.

and faith

has given

you this

patience

to be

this certain

that this

love is

all you

will ever

want,

ever need.


and that

the taste

of his kisses

will never

leave your

lips,

and I

will forever listen

to your story,


and revisit

my prayers

for your

marriage

throughout

the day.

and though

I was never

to be

your forever after,


it has

been just

a simple

trust of

hearts

that you

have shown

myself to me,


and allowed

me to share

in your

joy.


and for

that my

friend


I will always

be most

grateful.

We lie
deep
in love's
past illusions,

in speckled
darkness.

a greed
of loves
hunger
drives us.

under a
cantaloupe
slice moon
delicious.

my hollowed
self
shimmers
in your
reflection.

I can not
hide from
you.

though light
beckons us,

over the
horizon,

we will have
none of it.

we slumber
in the
belly
of the
darkness
that engulfs
us,

unwilling
to move
or be
stirred by
the morning
light,

a abandoned
teapot
blows
off key
in the next
room.

it will
have none
of this
morning
either.

as I
lie in your
arms
and you
in mine.

and we
pretend
forever

away.

A gift .


these simple

poems

for you

to wrap

around your

dreams under

siren night,

these humble

words

and open

thoughts,

of admiration

and toasts

to glorious

days.

to dance

in your

honesty

and deep

kiss your

passion

words,

and I will

always be

so much the

richer for it.

give me

the pearls

of your

whispers

so I

may dance

with you,

and linger

forever in

your stories,

it is

in your

eyes that

time has

blessed you

most,

forever in love

and forever

again,

in the

joy of

a blessed

heart.

I am here.

I seek
your smile,
like a six
year old
engulfed
in the
curiosity
of you.

I peek
through
the diamond

paned windows
of your
thoughts
that you have
left  open
to me.

everything new.

somethings
unexplained.

in the still
moments before
dawn,
I sit here
at my
keyboard
and talk to
it about you.

the joys
you feel.

the heart aches
we hide.

and then
you give
me pieces
of you.

and I
hold them
dear.

like sunlight
to flowers.

you awaken
me again.

Last night
I kicked
around
in my
head

listened
calm
to my
heart,

and then
in my
mind in

the tenderest

of places
I found
a picture
of you.

it set
the edge
to the
moon,

and stars
and all
of the
comets
streaking
across
the sky
on fire..

and in
the moments
between
heart beats
were the
ties that
bind us.

the half
wink
in your
eyes,

the look
that
moves
me.

like jelly
over
peanut
butter.

tasted
moist
from
your
lips

for the
very
first
time.

tonight.

You may

weep to

cleanse

my face,    


I may

sing to

bring

joy to

your day.


and the

streams

blend

to rivers


and sunlight

warms

the belly

of high

clouds.


and we

are each

of these

things.


not one

more or

less

than the

other,


open

wide

around

me,


hold your

arms

unforgiving

around

my soul


let me

feel

your cycles

they

weave

around

me,


with truth

honor

and passion

for all

that you

do...


and just

as God

the creator

has placed

the moon

perfect

from the

earth,


and placed

the sun

perfect

to the

universe.


so has

he placed

you and I


to each

other.


no darkness...


blending

as one

destiny

not two...

You take
my
breath
away
with
your

teardrop
smile.

your imaginary

fire *******
kisses

and angel
laughter
in the
middle
of our
night.

while
a canopy
moon crests
over a
star
filled
night.

the heavens
bend
to you.

and your
gentle
ways.

and your
angel
smile.

and to
all the
wonders
about
you that
I hold
so dear
to me.

the celebration
of sky
is you

in all
this sky
can hold.

and a
moment
without
you.

would
certainly
be the
absence

of sky

itself.

(I will write to your pictures)


You stand tall
by the water's
edge
as it comes
to dance and
splash and sing
it's song
to you.

your day
is full of
the pieces
of heaven
that have
fallen into
your eyes,

and then
bless our
sight whenever
we look
into them.

and the wind
lifts and
tumbles  through
your hair
and the diamond
sparkles
that spray
across it
kiss the
horizon line.

like the magic
of falling stars
and light that
streaks across
the universe.

you dress
in diamond
black
and as
you think
your thoughts
bleed out
into the day,

like the rain
nurturing
all that
it finds in
it's path,

and in this
moments grace

your
beauty comes
to sweep the
day away.

We move
in the
tides
of one
another
without
thought.

we feel
the warmth
of one
another
without
skin.

I navigate
to you
under a
pitch black
sky.

with a
harlequin
compass
of heart.

in giving

in forgiveness

to God.

and all
I want
to be

in these
moments

humbleness
and grace.

is this
reflection,

in your
angel
heart

in your

angel eyes

tonight.

the kissing poems

sleep
eludes me
like a shadow
in the
sun,

watching
you sleep
and  breathe,

excites me,

your naked
chest rising
and falling
in our
bed,

my thoughts
of you
move
like wet
dreams
over your
body.

and I
can think
of nothing
else.

it is a
moments
gift you
give me
every morning
lying by
your side.

when everything
in the
universe
is here
beside me

in this
single
moment.

and time
stops
in your
first kiss,

and my
heart stirs
in your
eyes

and soul.

You have
stopped
me to
dream
here
for a
moment
with you,

a precious
moment
of love
and spiritual
wisdom.

and for
the taking
you might
have my
spirit
to carry
with you
throughout
your days,

and in
that moment
we will
be in
union
through
out all
of the
dreams of
time,

a God
filled
shadow to
one another.

where we
will bathe
in pale
moon light,

and dance
in the
joys of
what dreams
will come.


a shadow
dream
where we
will always
find,

truth of
spirit,
love of
heart,

and two
souls
that will
always
dance and
sing as

one.

(this poem is for when you might ever feel blue )



The moment is

incased

in shattered

glass

in your

head,



a memory

you wear

like cheap

clothing

torn and a little

bit tattered

for all

to see.



it keeps

you a

prisoner

in your

days and

nights



like the

sour taste

of a

spoiled

apple that

you can't get

out of

your mouth.



or a grapevine

broken from

your heart

that can't

find another

to take root..

within.



in moments

like these

I think about

you in

clouds,



and send

you hope

and dreams

to look

forward to.



and cool

pillow thoughts

to lay your

head upon.



you are

not alone

look up.



in clouds



we are

there.

Till your
a hundred
and one.

each night
close your
eyes
tight
like a

galleon's
treasure
chest,

and bury
your
dreams

deep
inside
me.

safe
from
pirates
and
wobbly
sorts.

and I
will be
there in
the air
around
you.

dream
calm
serene

like a child
saying the

last words of
the shepherds
prayer

before
she lays
her head
down to
sleep.

and I will
not sleep

and I

will not

falter

till you
awake.

and morning

light comes

to kiss your

dreams awake...

There is
never a

long way
around
to your
smile,

it is
such a
graceful
and simple
offering,

God
is in
you,

and you
give him
back

inside me.

and I
in return
sit and
write these
words
to you.

from

the first
day
that I
ever saw
you

smile.

Under
Chippewa
rains I
will walk
with you.

held close
by the
loves that
we have
given and
lost.

common
bonds
to bind
us.

remembering
in silence
how they
swore that
it never
would end,

and I
will
whisper and
pray my
names
to you,

and you
will tremble
and whisper
your names
to me.

and then
bury them
deep in
each other's
eyes.

and in
that
we will
become
in part
keepers of
the pieces of
each other's
souls,

that only
come out
to get
cleansed by
our tears

and these

hollow

moments

with you.


.. ..

Her sun

dried belly

stirred under

the morning

covers.


as I

leave our

bed,


her favorite

dark chocolate

wrappers

crinkled beneath

my feet,


as I crossed

the floor.


half filled

glasses of

*** lie

slain

on our

bedroom

nightstand


testimonies

to our

time and

dreams well

spent together.


no names

exchanged.


no ****** or

emotional

scares,


it was a mutual

midnight negotiation

based on

the one

reality that

last night

neither one

of us wanted

to go

home alone.


we were

pirates of

sorts.

living and

loving through

desperate

times.

conquests

and surrenders,



sometimes you

just can't

tell the difference

between the

two.


and other

times it

hits

you naked

right

between

your eyes.

Sitting

the wind takes

your thoughts

to scatter,


lying on

the floor

like so many

pieces of

broken hearts,


some cutting

deeper than

others,


some stuck

under your

skin and

you will

never get

them out,


I could see

it in

your eyes

from the

first moment

I saw

your face.


the great

solitude there

and the

overwhelming

loss of fallen

stars.


but once

they all

shot high

and forever

across

your eyes

and you

blessed them

one by

one.


as now

you have

blessed

me with

your sight,


and we are

children in

each other's

eyes,


in that

magical place

late at

night running

down the

backstreets

of our youth,


where anything

seemed possible.


and first love

was a forever

moment

in your

eyes.

You are
the dream
of everything.

the slumber
while I
sleep,

as the
peace
and blessing
of your
smile,
falls over
me

you are
the pieces
of my
night
that I
remember
in the morning
when I awake.

the warmth
in my
soul
that I
carry with
me through
out
my day,

till night
returns
me to
you

and our
thousand
dreams
till

dawn.

(for a friend of mine who is slowly passing from a rare brain disease)

It is

the cruelest

of cuts

unkind.



the dying

from within.



a rattlesnake

strike that

found

it's mark.



who rots the

flesh and

rapes your

mind.



and then

takes

from you

a part

that could

not be

saved.



and like a

demon who

has  come to

visit you.



unwelcomed

and without

remorse,



sometimes

you will

sink deep

into it's

pain.



and a piece of

you will

be gone,



a high

price for

pay for

no chance

at salvation...



to this

new seed

that you

have

become.

I welcome

you.



in the darkest

of times,

in the depths

of your despair,



I will breathe

life into you,



and you

into me

as well.



in the

shadows

of your

solitude,



here is

where I

will come to

love you

best.

Hold these

words tight and with

deep meaning,

just beneath

your breath.



let my thoughts

flow like

a river through

you bending

and rising

to fall.



take your thirst

of love and

emotion from

me,



and never let

my spirit go.



and may

my kisses

on a breeze

take your

breath away,



just as God

had intended.



and when this

life is said

and done,

and the

road no longer

rises to meet

your feet,



and this last

sunset becomes

all you will

ever see,



let it be our

sunset,



and rejoice

in the million

shared smiles

we have shared,

in my poems



to you,

may you

read them

over and

over again.

till the end

of days..



and at the

moment of

your last thought

may you  smile and

simply say "yes I

loved and was

loved by

the many and

by the

few.and

deep in

my words



for a hundred

years and more.

may you

forever sleep

my love.

Put my

head on your

belly and

;let us

lie under

the grace of

this Christian

sky of blue.



Piece with

me all

of the wonders

and circumstance

and tell

me how this

life has

made you

you.



and I will

laugh and

celebrate and

dance through

your heavenly

journey.



and your

voice will

be a river

for me

to glide

upon,



and your

hand will

be a rudder

to guide

my way,



to these

places of

you that

you have

offered few.



your words

like black and white

pearls you

birth to

me and

the depth

of your eyes

is a great

ocean to

dream upon.



I the pauper

you the

music for

all to hear.



and in

this universe,



in the wink

of an eye



you are

everything.

Jagged and

scarred

memories

draped over

me,


now like a

spiders

cocoon

woven tight

against a

wall.


your voice

still

echoes on

the telephone

line.


the phone

receiver now

held useless

against

my ear,


my mind

lost in the dead

calm of

silence.


last words

spoken,


penny jar

gone broke.

the moment

holds me

naked.


cotton candy

stuck hard

to the back of

my mouth.


chasing forever

rainbows

that my

heart now

knows

will never

kiss the

earth.

If we were 10.

through
my child's
eye,

thoughts
of you
skip across
my mind,

like pebble
thoughts
thrown
on a river.

on a
summer's
day,

while
children play.

innocence
parading
homemade
kites a
bending,

to the
shears
of the wind
at Tempest
heights.

back pockets
emptied,

to a new
friend
offered

all that
I worldly
possess,

the ******* jack
compass,
the slinky,  
and the  
cat's eye
marble
blue.

I give
to you

and
nothing
less.

And by

our words

the knowing

starts,


like onions

we begin

to peel

one another,


and let

our stories

fall to

our faith's

threshing

floor.


but I tell

you this

instead,

fall

to me

without

hesitation

without

doubts or

questions

with impossible

answers.


be simple,


everything

to now

has made

you ,


and everything

to now has

brought

me here..


and we

nourish

each other

in ways

that break

us free

from all

that was

before.


there is

no time

here

no proper

order

of things.


there is

only a

great

birth,


where

we leave

our bodies

to become

totally

something else.


where sleep

does not

matter

and food

is a old

ritual

of the

flesh.


you have

marked

me.


and for

all time

I will

be in

you ,


and you  

in me.


in this

journey

of great

things.


you were

never meant

to be only

one.


you are

the sunrise

I am

your sky..

and soon

there

will be


no difference...

Brown boat

Pelicans flee
towards the
horizons
retreating
light,

like ten disciples
to this
nights
final cause.


three stars
in alignment
pillar the sky
over me,


and a summer

wind carries me
home to you,


and a wish
that you
are safe
and warm.
and I

might wake

tomorrow
forever in your

eyes

Serpent weeds

of my aged

memories
clogging,
invading,

cracking through
the  walls of
my soul.

looking into
the mirror
and seeing

myself in

the veil of
what is half true
and half
false.

dreams
no longer
recognized
make strange
bed fellows
in the
night.

leap of faith
falling
dead to
mother
earth.

m n m's
spewing
from a poor
boys back
pockets.


a beggars banquet

to all
who gather
to see
me  on

my knees

gathering

there.


yellows first

then greens

then browns.


a lesson well

learned from when

I was a child.



when death

was just a

five letter word.


to laugh at

in the night.

We find
each other
not in
the calendar
of days
or a tiding
of waves.

you and I.


instead
we are
glimpses
to one
another,

echoes of
smiles
given
long
ago.

a childhood
memory
perhaps.

a cookie
shared
over giggles
at a
third
grade
lunch table.

the scribbling
of phone
numbers
on a
warn junior high
notebook.

that is
why
I know
you here.

we are
not
new.

we are
similar
places
to one
another.

like the
humming
bird,

that hovers
over a
summer flower
for a
moment,

lands
and then
is gone.

to never
forget
that one
flower

again.

but to
always
dream

of that

brief moment

when the

two were

one in life.

To look
at you

is catching
a glimpse
of paradise
in a
bottle.

the sharp
angles
of your
face,

defining
me with
a turn
of your
head.

and I
always
trust
your smile,

like falling
from
the sky
without
wings.

I know
you will
always
be there.

to rise
me up
to see
your face
again.

in this
paradise
of a
moment
with you.

that now
my life is
built
upon.

and  between  
a blink
of your
eyes,

I fall
again.

Basking in
love's

sheltered
bliss,

you and I
open vessels,


of time"s
seeping
sand

dropping
south.

sunset colors

on the

horizon line,


smeared by

a careless
child's hand
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
opened
hearts..

time
almost
done.

there is a
bounty
to be
paid.

by all
who have
not
welcomed
it.

by those
who did
not dance,

in awe..

Tangled
conversations
between us,

cage the
indigo tiger
in your eyes,

send it
back
to hell.

wash our
souls
with honey

from ripe blossoms
from under this
black salt and
pepper sky.

my rights
over your
wrongs.

immovable
objects
crashing

trying to

draw new first

blood with

every word said

tearing old

wounds.


and all of
the while
we have
been alone.

we have
been together.

I will
never lose
sight of
you.

candy shop
eyes,

your full breast
pillow chest
between
my face.

even in
our open
wound  
differences,

I will
never
get
enough
of you.

and I

know I am

destined

to starve

and I will

starve.......

in whatever

love might

come.

The sigh
of your angel
breath.

the deep
reflection
of your
universal
eyes.

and then
the quiet
gentle
surrender,

of my
open
soul
to you.

to that
place
that is
calm
and safe
and warm.

timeless
in
it's
presence.

rolling
and full
like
a Pacific
ocean
wave.

and all
that
is in
this moment
is the
promise
of your
smile.

and the
beating
of your
heart.

and the
treasure
that is
rich
and pure.

your friendship
and sky.

naked to
my eyes.

morning thought

and our
quiet whispers
shared have
no meaning
but to
the two
of us.,


like the
celestial
beating of
the tide
to the shore.
when
no one else
is noticing,

you rest
in my
thoughts
giving me
peace of
mind.lying
across me
like sunlight
on flowers,

or stars on
a sleepy
night. and
my dreams
move through
you in
depth and
intimacy like
seeds yearning
to break
spring ground,

I to you
the eternal sun.

you a blossom
of love for
the offering.

It is

sharing your

whispers

late at

night ,


and then you

turning softly

to kiss and

lick my

neck,


that in my

day  I day dream

the best.


the taste  of

you on

my lips,


as I journey

through my

day,


it is what

I can't let

go of,

even for

a moments

breath.


and when

I look up

at the

sky,


I always set

my bearing

to where

you are.

and then

I am never

truly lost.

I am

but a

moment

from your

kiss again.

and I

am home.

The gentle
turn of
your smile.

a gift
of heart.

your chest
rises
and falls.

moods
of siren
yearnings
fill the
room.

situation
adorable.

a poet's
words
dangled
out of
place.

the
sweet
smell
of you.

the magic
of the
air as
you walk
through
my dreams.

touching
here
laughing
there,

like
an arc
angel
in flight.

wings to
carry
me away.

far from
view.

to the
places
where
all good
things
go.

to shed
their
lies
and reveal
themselves.

on God's
cutting
floor.

where the
two
becomes
one.

and the
one,
is
never
two

again.

We are

the colors

of the sky,



the texture

of honesty

trust and

the passion

of love.



and the

bleeding

of our

hearts

to one

another,



are the

arching

rainbows

that fill

the sky.



we walk

in spirit

dreams

across a thousand

miles of sea

never to

be awaken,



across the

thousand

bridges

of  life

never to

pretend.



and we

swim in

the seas

chasing our

dreams to

one another

effortlessly,



and my

dreams for

you are

deep and

full.and

quench my

thirst,



as the

rainbows

bend and

leap into

your eyes...



for only

me to

wander

and pray

upon...



and nourish

me until

the belly

of  time



runs dry.

The gentle
turn of
your smile.

a gift
of heart.

your chest
rises
and falls.

moods
of siren
yearnings
fill the
room.

situation
adorable.

a poet's
words
dangled
out of
place.

the
sweet
smell
of you.

the magic
of the
air as
you walk
through
my dreams.

touching
here
laughing
there,

like
a arc
angel
in flight.

wings to
carry
me away.

far from
view.

to the
places
where
all good
things
go.

to shed
their
lies
and reveal
themselves.

on God's
cutting
floor.

where the
two
becomes
one.

and the
one,

is
never
two

again.

eggs burning

in the next

room,

skillet pan

sizzling

with no

relief,


blind sided

by her

awkward

cantaloupe

smile,

her Sunday

best

dress torn

from a

tug and

a pull,

I stumble like

a one legged

man in

full retreat.


having met

my match

and then

some.

bruised with

purple

spots

all up

and down

my face.

because

I lacked

the courage

to say

what had

to be said.


love is

a two

legged

beast,


that can

rise up

and kick

you in the

teeth,

as easily

as wake

you up

with the

tenderness

of kisses

in the

morning

light.


or was

it the

cheap

bottle

of whiskey

flying

across the

room at me

that took

it's toll?


to sober

up in

her hell

bent fire

is to

leave this

world

and never

see the

light again .



begging for

forgiveness

taking the

marks upon

my back

for regret.


pity the

savior who

comes


after me.

It is

the ripening

of our lips

to one another

I cherish

most.


the familiarity

of wet love

upon wet love.

the taste

of our

mouths naked

together

pressed hard

then gentle

as we

entwine in

the night.


we are

the direction

in each other's

lives that

the wind blows.


the direction

of passion's

tides, as I

lay my

body upon

yours.


and it is

in the acceptance

of your

angel

kisses I

find

the greatest

peace that

I have ever


known.

Between
my God
and river
and earth.

your breath
your
open
heart,

is the
only constant
of the universe
inside
my imagination.

questions lie
unanswered,

like so many
pawns
left
unplayed
on a stone
tablet
chessboard
in a park.

and my
thoughts
fall to
you.

and my
open
hand
reaches
for you.

and the
crimson
color of
dusk
turns
to ash,

and star
gates
hide
in the
deepest
parts
of space.

where
your dreams
lie


and my
thoughts
and dreams
lie
with you.

unashamed
only
pure
in touch.

and I
am certain.
the
sun only
rises

because

it knows
to where
you
are.

It rolls over

heavy on

your mind

this new

person that

you have

become.


and like

an eraser

of the

tenderest kind

I kiss your

doubts

away and

smile.


I wrap my

arms around

you with

the deepest

intent

of never letting

go.


and then

you kiss

me again,

soft open

and you

are mine

for the

taking.


and our

nights

are long

without

sleep.


till morning

has broken,


and I turn

to kiss

you again.

all hope
lost
I witness

my face
in my morning
mirror,

like a flame of
heart as
it boiled
in open sky.


tears melt
to a glass reflection
thunderbolts
in my eyes.

cold white
wave linen
sheets
that can't
hide the
pain anymore,

they just
keep my
head submerged
and I
can't catch
my breath.

can't swim
any longer
against
their tide.

loves lost
to the
mistrust
of shadows

and lies

and distant
silhouettes
standing at
old cellar
doors.

don't
answer it.

don't
look back.


cause tonight
love doesn't
remember
me anymore.

under black

night star lite

night by

sea.



I would be

your pillow,

and my dreams

your sheltered

grace.



and in

these moments

of salvation

I would give

you all

that I am.



the travels

of many roads

the tears

of many hearts.



I would lay

down upon

your dreams

and cover them

with mine.



a thousand miles

away ,



only a

moment"s  wink

in time,



when I

hold close

this moment

and  think of

it  as mine.

The gentle
turn of
your smile.

a gift
of heart.

your chest
rises
and falls.

moods
of siren
yearnings
fill the
room.

situation
adorable.

a poet's
words
dangled
out of
place.

the
sweet
smell
of you.

the magic
of the
air as
you walk
through
my dreams.

touching
here
laughing
there,

like
a Arcangel
in flight.

wings to
carry
me away.

far from
view.

to the
places
where
all good
things
go.

to shed
their
lies
and reveal
themselves.

on God's
cutting
floor.

where the
two
becomes
one.

and the
one,
is
never
two

again.