And the
birth of the
morning in
your eyes,

and the
still of
our heart
beats
timing into
one.

love has
left
you,
to find
you again.

it is
no longer
then
it is only
now.

like broken
sheets
of snow
upon a
river,

remembering not
the harshness
of the
frozen cold

or stagnant

winter,

or the
falling
of gentle
rain
upon your
face that
remembers
not the
death of
broken
dreams

everything
is new.

and the
love you
give is
his universe
and the
pillow
you rest
your head
upon will
be his
dreams,

and you
will wear
one another
like pieces
of God's
tailored
clothing.

and to
anyone
else it
would not
fit.

it would
not give
warmth.

but only
the fleeting
glimpse of
what love

was meant
to be.

In this

corner

now

where

I have

put myself

away

from you.



I peel

away the

old tried

skins

of my

melancholy

words,



that

once

gave me

tenderness

and daily

salvation.



it seems that

it has been

this way

for so

long it

is almost

all that

I can

remember.



it was

the revealing

of my

soul

to your

light.



that now

suddenly

all of

the shadows

of not

knowing

you

are now

all  hidden

away.



only to

leave me

to you

in plain

sight



naked

and trembling

before your

angel

eyes,



and though

different

places

in life

we are now.



I still

wish for

you this.



the journey of

a love

of a

lifetime.



the depth

and emotion

of deep

kisses

that never

end.



the letting

go to

someone

else

without

hesitation.



the answering

to stars.



in a

midnights

summer's

sweat...



"I love you.



and for

you to

embrace

the words

from your

lips..



yes "I

love you

too.

And someone

might stand

beneath a

falling star


and not know

what I know,


that it is

really just

universal light

reflecting from

your eyes.


cascading across

the black night

in glory.


moving on

a path of

celestial

bliss,


and I have

been the

child looking

up hoping to

catch a

glimpse

of you,


a moment of

your heavenly

smile.


as stars

play tonight

and moons

dance amongst

them,


and my dreams


could ask for

nothing more.

Today as
I listened
to you I
witnessed
God bleed,

in an isle
at a local
market,


and all
color
fell
from the
sky.

and I listened
to you
with all
of my might.

and I
was suddenly
a poet
of small
things,

and a
messenger
of skeleton
words.

a thrower
of bricks
through
the  looking
glass window.

and for
a moment
I lost
all-purpose.

I was
there
you were
there,

and we
were a
great gift
to one
another
that no one
else could
see.

and I
was looking
at you,

and suddenly
you knew
and I knew,

and God
touched
us with
a great truth,

and suddenly
my whole
universe was
right with
you there.

right
between
the eyes.

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 cannot
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
tea ***
blows
off key
in the next
room.

it will
have none
of this
morning
either.

and as I
lie in your
arms
and you
in mine.

life is

simple..


we pretend
forever

away.

once again,

in my
hands just
out
of grasp,

my heart

tangled in
the dry
weeds of
deceit just
below my
feet.

I stumble
bleeding
from  this
experience
of loving
you.

but you
will never
tend my
wounds

to heal.

or give false
witness to
my scars

to rectify.

should of
worn blinders
to shield
me,

from false
hopes,

or falling
into the pit
of being
alone
again,

without
promise
insight.

this cantaloupe
moon sighs
over me.

and once
again
I still think
of you

and what
was lost

that should
of been

found.

All in
broken
*******
pieces,
that no
longer
nourish you,


last moments
last touch,
smell of
passion still
on your
breath,
heartbeats
unbridled
still submerged
just beneath
your skin.


your favorite

drink

half full

now resting
like a

tired foreign
legion soldier

standing guard
on someone else's
bedroom window.

.
and you try

to sleep
save for
the colliding
of stars over
your angel
head.


and the faint
sound of
footsteps
disappearing
down your
front porch

walk. and
what is
to become
of the crumbs
of you
that are left,


the oblivion
of time
that is
here the
silence of
your wounds
that bleed

out in the
night unanswered.

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


You have
become
to me

a river to
float
my spirit
away
on.

the tenderest
of places
to plant
a prodigal
seed.

where the
trees
in my life
were cut
down
cold,

and left
to barren
long ago.

naughty
at the
sight
of you.

joyous
in celebration
at your
laughters
first sound.

no longer
afraid of
changes

you bring
upon me.

let the
tangerine
sunset
lie me
down.

and rest
in the
beats
between
the beats
of your
heart.

and mine

tonight..

let pour
the crystal
water fall
over me.

let it
reign
in my
soul, and
nurture
me
by it's
touch.

this day dream
of you
that I have.

let your
kisses
of karma
upon my neck
excite you.

and send
you a ******
child.
to the places
still
undiscovered
in your
heart.

and let the

waterfall
cleanse
us,

to dream of
what may
come.



and love

till the

stars

come

home.

Cumulus clouds

building up


like a child's


preschool

blocks on

the horizon.


neatly placed

one on
top of
the other.

uncertain what

their final

form might be.
and beneath them


we dangle
and tangle

in mid
afternoon
conversation



looking for
a word


stretching for
an emotion.


what left
footed


dancers
our hearts

we have

become…



both of us


unwilling
to be

the first
to admit

that our
relationship


wasn't ever
love

to begin
with.

Let the
Kraken
come
to pull
me down,

deep
into your
eyes.

to drown
and never
let my
body
go.

to wander
unsaved
through
heaven's
gate.


or the
forgiveness
of a
single
kiss.


bury
me cold
in the
corners
of your
smile.

and let the
halls
of time
echo
with your
voice
and laughter.

in all that
you did
to me.

and all
that
I thought
you
might.

I am
the fool
for
knowing
you.

for walking
one
step,

with your
hand in
mine.

to nowhere
places.

where
you throw
away.

things
no longer
needed.

or people
that
no longer
amuse
you.

to that
place

that in
the deep
slumber
of time.

that I will
come to
know

far too

well.

My love
inhales.

I take
your breath.

scorpion
tracks
of salt
from
the hot
sun
run down

your
golden
tanned
back.

you arch
to receive
me.

my body
slopes
to deliver.

and stars
collide.

and
black stone
belly clouds
burst to

deliver
white
snow
diamonds

from the

empty sky.

heavens
rage,

love binds
us eternal.

this dream

I have
of you.

Sometimes
her eyes
are filled
with cemetery
trees,


and roses
with no
buds.


or color
just emptiness
bleeding
into white.

and then
she lies
on her
back
waiting,

for the
next
dream
to take
her home.

but not
the home
of you
and I.

sometimes
she hides
in dark
places.

and shallow
cries and
runaway
tears.

and lover's
arms that
cling
too tight
and grasp
so hard.

that the
life
is taken
out of
her.

but she
never
gives
up the
fight.

and she
gives them
even less.

and God
never
leaves
her eyes.

and love
never leaves
it"s mark.

in the dark
places that
sometimes

she goes

to hide

In blackened

night,

I would

bend my

dreams

to you,



in your

moments of

doubt to

make you

whole.



I would

give my

eyes to you

to see,



whenever

yours might

tire from

the loss

of joy

or hopelessness

in your

smile.



and in

the ending

of a

moment

the breaking

of a heart,



I will salvage

through you

for anything

that remains,



and I will

hold you

high to

the sky

and sing

out to God

"yes!

my friend

is here. "



and as

wind blows

and dust

settles still,



I will dance

with you

upon your

sorrows,



and kiss

your brow

and chase

and find

salvation.



for only

the joy

of a

moment

inside your

eyes.



I would

dream of

you.



.

I awake
to the
morning
dawn
to serve
you,

my prayers
to the
sunrise
echo of
you,

and the
troubled
roads that
you  may
find on
your way .


I lie
down
before
you.

I take
back  the
jagged
stones that
rise to
cut your
feet,

that lie like
pirate
robbers
in wait
along
your path.

I lay
smooth
the brown
rubble
stones
of doubt
and fear
that rise
to blind
your eyes,

and shatter
your dreams
to the
earth like
broken
shards
of glass.

and at
days end,

I sit
to wash
your feet
and kiss
your smile

and shed
the sin
and misled
promises
of life
from your
dreams,

that this
broken
world has
laid
upon you.

so in
this journey
you are
never alone.

and I
will always
be the
one who
kneels
and
awaits
patiently
for you.

till the
sun runs
out of
light,

till your
weary
bones
grow tired
and dry.

and retire
to their
final rest,

till the
end of
the road
is done.

till the
colors in
your eyes
all run
dry.

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

day.



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

life 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.

Tonight,

surrender
your head
on my

pirate belly,

and

let me
taste and
grow drunk

on your
mouths cheap

lipstick
of desire.

and let me

bleed

dry at the

mercy of
your talons

and deep
caress.

remind me
of my cast

when I was
a child.

when  my
skin
was new,

and my
thoughts
were
pure.

harbor
my soul
still.

give it
rest
and
refuge

from it's

weary
wonderings.

then
bury me
deep,

in your
eyes of
golden
hue.


and tanned

***** of

virtue long

forgotten.


and I

will be this

moment for

you

of all you

can imagine,


and you will

be my lover

but not ever


to abandon me

again.

With your

deepest kiss

breathe
into me,

let me
rise up
to your
eyes,

and let
my naked
body
feel the
nape of
your back

as I move

on you
with reverence
and awe.

lie open
to me
and let
me fall
hard inside
you.

not letting
anything
come
between .us.

no movement
made that
does not
touch the
both of
us.

and such
I will
love you.

in a
million
days and
nights.

open
unafraid
giving of
all that
we are,

as God"s
first
children
upon this

earth.

as sirens

to one another

in this night.


tonight.

The daylight
broken.

your heart
lying still
under a
cellophane
skin,

waiting
patiently
for me
to unwrap
it.

from afar.

a picture
in my
head
of someone
that you
might
be.

sundial
wishes
and deep

open
mouth
kisses.

parades
celebrated
without
reason,

rac­ing
across
skies,

just at
the thought
of seeing
you in

a dream

again.

shared
breaths
giving
life
to one
another.

dangling
whispers
heard
deep under

silk covers
in the
night.

only
by those
who
strive
to truly
hear
them.

unafraid
to harvest.

to give
mercy.

to give
tenderness
to this

night.

The tender

sigh upon

your breath,


the whisper

of something

misplaced

in your

life before.


I hold

near to

my heart ,

and with

all the
pieces

of your
life that
are
you.


I find

peace and

love,

and a
warm

and gentle

place to

place my

soul.

and in

your arms

that embrace

me I am

whole and

you are

whole,

and we

are complete

in love
with
one
another..


we are

one in this

passion
night.

.
where our

sighs
do not

wander
unanswered

and our

dreams

fill the
sky.

and you

open to

receive

me ,

with

trust and

hope in

your sighs.

and I give

you deep,

I give you

full.

and

your pleasure

is a
blessing

to my

eyes.

I take
her hand
trembling.

tide going
out.

all the

secrets
of her

marriage
will be
no longer
hidden.

safe in
harbor
shores.

her life
exposed
to the
pain

the sorrow,
the love

will be

like broken

seashells

thrown upon

this beach.

lost.

never to

be put

back together
again.

her
beauty
still
at hand.

like rose
pedals
reaching for
the new
mornings
light.

she knows
not where
to begin.

lovers from
her past
scurry
about her
thoughts,


like wild
dogs
looking
for scraps
of red

tender

meat.

but she
will have
none of it.

but it
is time,

to begin
her new

life without
him.

This moment,


Heaven all

around

your eyes

in quiet

still of a

midnight sky.


clouds running

the horizon line

my thoughts

fall to you

like rain drops

seeking earth.
to nourish

and bless

your soul.


and what is

to become

of all

your angel

smiles,


as starlight

covers this

universal sky.


you the giver

of life to

everything

around you,


your laughter

the sound

of angel's sighs.


and at

the morning break

do not ever

think that

you are

alone or

not on

my mind,


to wish

you well and

to give

you prayers

of the morning

when you

first awake,


of love of

peace of

dreams

of yours

that will forever

come true.


with grace

in silent

night.


I pray.


one day

I might

find you


there.

this time,

like old

clothing

that no

longer

fits.

or a

last breath

from a

martyrs

mouth.

there is

love for

you.

encouragement

of saints.

and you

have made

a difference

in me,


like a hot

desert wind

to the

sandstone

in a

canyon's

calico

wall.

over time

under you.


and I am

the better

for it.

and you

called me

to look

at myself.


you made

me stand up

naked

unafraid.

and you

loved me.

without

doubt.


bathed in

the tears of

our joy.

and in

a moment's

christening

God gave

me

you.

There  is
a quiver
in your
lips,

where a
moment
ago
my lips
used
to be.

a gentle
nod of
your eyes
where my
dreams
fell
asleep
from the
night
before.

and your
tangled
angel hair,

lies across
my arms
in perfection
like the
bloom of
a thousand
wild flowers

on a hill,

and my
body
aches
at the
sight
of you,

and my
flesh
runs
deep
to your
tender
embrace,

much like
moons to

stars at
night.

that know
exactly
where
they were
meant
to be.

and I reach

for you.

This night

feed the
chattering
mice,
their due.

water the
plump
sphered
sunset
pumpkin

moist.

and may
all your
fairy
tale
dreams
all come
true.

and in
your
celestial
dance,

that binds
the hearts
of mortal
men.

and fires
their noble
passions
of intimacy
and awe...

lay their
hearts
gently
down
upon
your
pillow,

and
fetch the
midnight
stars,

to be
the
lights
that
shine
in your
eyes,

until
the cool
waters
of souls

are quenched.


till this
moment
of night
claims

it's
prize.

In the

baptism
of your
exhaustion

from the

night before.


I would

guard
your sleep.

and prop
your head
upon my
chest.

let my

thoughts
pour over
you,
like a soft
rain.

I would

tend your

garden
while you
slept, and
play
like a
child with
your tangled

angel hair.

I would

hum you
a melody in
your ears.
and keep

your fears
at bay...

I would sit
and watch
you sleep.

In hope that
in the morning
when you
awake.

we would be


everything.

I dream
just outside
your smile.

just close
enough
for you
to know
that I
am there.

brushing
your hair
with a
touch,

moving
to reach
for your
hand with

a thought.

in a
moment
of my
own
redemption,

and stars
shine
brighter
in your
eyes,

than I
have ever
seen
before.

and what's
to think
of this
moment,

but to
live it
with all
of my
heart.

and balance

with the

universe.

and nothing

could touch

me more,



but the

simple gift

of your

smile,



and for

you to

acknowledge



we are here.

Handle with care,

the older I get,

the emptier

my southern

comfort whiskey

glass appears..


falling from

your bright

baby blue eyes

can always be

hazardous

to my health.


begging for

your love

I have

lived too

long in

the humiliation,


so much so

that now

it almost

feels like

home.


another

black stone beach

summer gone,

ran away

like a old

dog that

has been kicked

one too

many times.

what becomes

of these illusions


just wasted

on your kisses.


love.a

scab that

I peel off

from my

tender flesh

heart now

and then.

here one

moment gone

the next.


took a detour

in reality,

I found you,


and then just

fell out

of sight for

a couple

of years.


with smoke nylon

leggings

hung around

my neck.


and a note

that you

left ...


that read

return to

sender.


like anyone in

hell knows

where or who

that is

anymore.

In the baptism
of your
exhaustion

from the

night before.


I would guard
your sleep.

and prop
your head
upon my
chest.

let my thoughts
pour over
you,
like a soft
rain.

I would tend
your garden
while you
slept, and
play
like a
child with
your tangled

angel hair.

I would hum you
a melody in
your ears.
and keep your fears
at bay...

I would sit
and watch
you sleep.

In hope that
in the morning
when you
awake.

we would be

everything.

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.

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.

morning thoughts

and the
thought of
you that
catches
my breath
during the
day and
the deep
swallow,


whenever
your name
passes
my lips.


are all
held dear
to me
as sun rises
and sunsets,
and the
twilight
glimmer
between
the two.


moments
held dear
to my
heart are
you.

The rabbit
hole opens,

swallows you
whole.

no lifeline
no looking  
back.

love on
the run.

like a
wild river
****** in
a Cajun
storm.

an unexpected
change

of course
tumbling over
and over
yourself.

an unexpected
naked
circumstance
of souls.

veins in
your heart
pulse in
a barren
body of  lies

that stings
your ears
and rots your
tongue..

like poison
spawn from
the lips of
false passion.

and the

curse of

devil kisses.


everyone
must die
in truth

to begin.

this journey
back to truth

to love again,

without that


no one

ever gets

out of here

alive.

Under black

night star lite,



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  and

you as

mine.

(for a friend who still wears the
scars deep from ****)


Years later

like old black

shoes he

will never

wear again.

your covered

in secrets

and cobble

webs that

watercolor

your eyes in

only grey

and black.

and love

no longer

clings

to you,

you fear it

and like

a beaten

fish.

teeth bloodied

and crimson red.


you catch it

and then

without

ceremony

throw

it back.


his arms

are still

all around

you his

mouth tearing

flesh from your

lips.the

pressure of

his weight

is all

encompassing.


and he

is not

sorry,

and he

never will

be.


he only

fantasized about

a moment

and then

the moment

set him

free.

*******

kisses

unafraid.


weep to
me your
hard kept
secrets,

let me
taste them
upon my
tongue,

fall to
me the
pieces of
you from
this heavenly
night,

and in
your hands
I will
lie the
pieces of
my soul.

unconditionally

open your
heart
and bleed
to me
all your
hopes and
your wants.

and let
your sighs
rise upon
this yellow
pillow in
our lust.

and in
this moment.

all of
you will
be all
of me.

and you
will never
be alone

again.

give birth

to my dreams

each morning,


and I

will

lie over

you and

protect

and worship

your day...


I will be

the rain

to your

fertile

fields and


calm and

bend gently

your path,


as you

walk under

sun and sleep

under ******

night.


let me

be the water

that finds

deep roots,


even when

there is

no hope

to be

found in

your heart.


and I

will lie

over

you there


and everything

you do


will be

full into

my eyes.


and from

this life

to the next

and then

back again


my heart


will be

your sky.

I breathe you in,


the tilt

of your

head in

the evening's

diamond  light,


the rays

of the moon

swimming

through your

tangled golden

hair,


here is

the only

place that

I was ever

destined

to be,


like snow

on a mountain

never one

without

the other.


and I

listen to

the beating

of your

heart,


as it echoes

inside me

with the

vibration

of a

nomad's

sand dollar

drum,


and it

carries me

to no place

that I have ever

been before.


all in

a moment

with you,


and deep

kisses


the kind

that take

our breath

away..

Her cellophane
kisses.

the ones that
would lose
interest,

somewhere
between
"I love you,"
and "I love
you too."

the fights
for the
extra
pillow ,

that started
around
midnight
and then
continued

twelve
thirteen
rounds
into night.

rarely

ending
in a no
decision.

always
someone
had to
win and
somebody
had to
lose.

which in
hindsight
really said
so much
more about
us than
less.
.
the *****
dishes
rhythmically
floating
top side
in the
kitchen sink.

*******
pots and
pans,

lying around
like battle
ships stationed
in some
Pacific
harbor.

waiting
patiently
for the
Japanese
zeros to
attack.

and then
one day

they did.

odd to
think about
what we
leave
behind.

and sadly
what was
never
there

to begin
with.

Tonight there is

a small

crease in
my tapestry
of memories
of you.

and all this
night has
left to
offer is this
irish coffee
spilling chilled
off my
plate,

my love
for you
'now is
like a old
garment
that hangs
from me
like a dead man's
jacket 6 years
after his
wake,

and the
phone rings
off-key
and the sound
of silence
grates my
very essence,

like a
thousand
knives bleeding
me thin.

because  I am
neither
here or
there to
you.

not right
not wrong.

just a poor
attempt at
a masterpiece
that once

was us...

It  is

the child in

your eyes

that makes

everything

new again.


the capture

of your smile

that I

can never

forget.


the turn

of your face

to kiss me,


the caressing

of my hands

behind your

head as

I press your

lips hard

to mine.


and even

time stops

to watch us.


and love

comes

to bathe

in our

hearts.


and anyone

who sees

us would

surely know.


I have

found

you at

my rainbows

end.

and beautiful
lies within
you,

there
inside
your eyes.

and a
million
thoughts
and dreams
come true.

held still
inside
your
heart.

and romance

is your
touch,

and passion

the tear
that bleeds,

down
across
your
rose
pedal
lips.

at midnight

when lovers
love.

and destiny
becomes
fate.

and time
leaves

us here

together.

it is
the upside
moments
that I
remember
most about
you,

when I
see you
and  I
never know
quite what
to say,

like a child
standing
giving a

presentation
in front of
their class
for the first
time.

I mumble
stumble through
my words
and then
go off

and laugh at
myself
for awhile.

you tell
me about
your family
and work
things that
you really
don't like
to do.

and all the
while I
am thinking
how fortunate
anyone is
who in
that day
gets to sit
and talk
with you
awhile..

with their
upside
down feelings
and smiles
on their
faces.

looking back
at you
like it was
the first time
that they
ever saw
your face.

trust me
when I say
for I
have felt
the moment
often,

when they
have fallen
under the
canopy
of your
eyes.

there is really

no place else
that they
or I
would rather

be.
,

Till
the end

of stars,

and deep

dark places.

lean
on me.

baptize
yourself
in a
piece of
sky,

and I
will hear
your
prayers.

roll down
a meadow
hill as
a child
of our
mother
earth.

and
I will
celebrate
in your
laughter.

lie down
to dream
at night
and whisper
all your
doubts
and trials
by fire.

and my
soul will
be your
pillow
and keep
your whispers

safe.

we do
not strive.

we are.

we do
not see
with our
eyes
we dance
naked
in our
spirits.

to know
the difference.

of black
and white.

to cry
and mean
it.

to love
and be
true
to it.

at all
costs.

like river
reflecting
sky.

grain to
earth.

life
to death.

we are
of this
place

for the
beating
of a heart.

for the
failing light
on a
horizon"s
line.

and I
thank
God.

for meeting
you.

and for the
poems
that I
write
you

tonight.

Like fallen

leaves

you come

circling

down to

me,



under grey

skies and

broken

wishes.



and I

wait for

a word

not really

needing a

explanation,



of who you

are what

you dream

about.



just a

moment

in time

of you.



and hope

is a rainbow

in your eyes,



amid the

chaos of

doubt and

expectations

in your

life.



and I offer

you jelly beans

as a

surprise in

hope and trust

that you

will smile

with me

someday

and dance.



such are

the great wishes

of small

poets

that meet

along the

great road

of life.



and in any

day of

mine I would

say it

has

been my

greatest honor

to sit

under these

smoke stacked

colored skies,



and daydream



and write

to you.

Tonight.

your love
is buried
37 years
deep.

guarded
by fences
and feelings
sharp.

captured
there
but
not
tamed.

or given

openly to
another
in trust
or complete
surrender.

and you
will not
compromise,

or alter
a degree
to this
course
of life
and love

that you
are on.

so I
follow
in your
wake.

taste
the air
from
your
lips.

shadow
your smile
in my
dreams

yearning
for the
day.

when I
call the
place

beyond
your
fences

home...

It is

late at

night,

your mind

and thoughts in

a million

pieces.



the winter

wind

blows through

the trees

like a beggar

running up

and down

this dead

end street.



a jab step

here a

jab step

there  never

one hundred

percent certain

of it's

own direction.



it runs

itself

exhausted,



like a kite

half broken

in the sky.



preparing to

crash hard.

upon your

heart.



this moment

you will

never forget



but after this

fate has

settled.

I will

stand waiting.



I will

carry

your broken

and weary

body home.





I will

not leave

you cold

in the

ground

unrecognized..



I will

not ever

let you

fall again.....





.

Your laughter

is like

a lover's

embrace

around me.



from the

moment

I hear

it .



it is

the only

place

I want

to be.



tangled

in your

afternoon

thoughts,



deep in

your early

evening

kisses.



in places

that we

can only

be.



together

forever

as one.



truthful

to ourselves.



naked to

celebrate

the dawn.

Feet burning as

I run across

highway 1

to the sunset

market pavilion,


salt air christening me

that I am finally

home.


here to these

thoughts and dreams

of you.


and your cheesecake

smile.


my belly waiting for it's

daily afternoon

fill of Corona beer

and fish.


hard to believe

I have gotten so

old so fast.


my old guitar

lies silent in

the back seat of

my VW van.


though on occasion

it can still be

heard whispering

your name in song.


and what is to become

of these thoughts

and dreams of you.


Twenty-eight years

later and a world

of broken dreams

apart.


My memory

of you now,

is like

eating alone

and drinking

in the dark,


and old love

is a ***** little

napkin that you

wipe your

face with .


every now and then

I think for

a moment that

I see your face

walking by,


but  then

the sun always

catches my eyes

and makes

me flinch for

a moment in

self-doubt,

and then you

are gone again.


when all I wanted

to do was

buy you a beer

sing you a song

have a taste

of some fish.


and live our

dream over


one more time

again.

Siren love

quench my

thirst,

roll over

and under

me,

bring life

to my

fields

of green,


give me

pleasure

as I

lay upon

you.


etch your

markings

on the

sandstone

rock

over a thousand

of years

of time.


spray my

face with

salt

on my skin,



to give

my body

a calico

shimmer

in the

summer

light..


let me

splash

and dance

in your

spirit.


let me

fall

hard

after

I have

drank

a case

of you.


carry me.

always

in this

magical spirit

of you..


Hold your
breath in

trust in me.

let my
words
pour over
you.

and quench
your thirst.

with innocence
and grace.

let my
desires
melt
upon
your lips.

and your
passions
kindle
fire in
my every
bone.

let our
tongues
lie in
silence
exhausted.

and our
dreams
no longer

abandoned
in the
night.

let us
pass
through
these
moments ,

of growing
old.

naked
unafraid.

raging to
the night.

for one
more
moment

of us.