I  am grabbed
by the wind of passion.
The deep breath,
where moment leads gracefully
escorting me into lighted stairway.

Yes, I'm grabbed
by wind of a sweet dream.
The vibration that leads
eyes to gaze at moon,
as billowing clouds
expand
in star stuttered sky.

I'm grabbed,
by the wind of memories that surface,
in midnight hour where I float
to enter
a fantasy world.

A world,
of dancing fairies playing in fields of wind,
and dream
is evolving self
where love becomes
waking reality.

Today, I will smile, hug, say a kind word knowing they are fuel to inspire a fellow human.

If you need a poem that echoes love,
From poet I shall write it.

If u need a thousand notes from a love song, I shall sing it.

If you need a guided step from a Avitar of light, I shall escort you.

If you need a smile to wash away doubt. I shall share my heart.

If you need a voice hug. I will whisper it with I love you.

Wind whistles against darken
window pane.
whispering words
of my poets song
echoes as night oil in eyes burn.
Poetic jargon fights in tired mind
to take center stage.

All as time slows and night lingers.

Heat comes up with its taps
audiable to awake ears
as R.E.M. sleep alludes.

Tick tick tock of clock
breaks silence,
Fingers to keyboard
Joins chorus gently.

All as time slows and night lingers.

And the music of heart plays on
till poem is done
and sleep beckons.

All in a nights day as time lingers.

Coming on the clouds
Your reward arrives
You made yourself pure
You made yourself wise
Beyond reproach
You held to your faith
Stuck to the path
Your death is now safe!

Invisible spirit creature
Made it alright
Reincarnate and repete
Stumbling through lives
...

And here my blood is blackened upon the page
The loss of love extinguishes both passion and rage
Even RNA could never physically mend
The DNA of love that dies within...

He stopped loving her today...