you're much older than me
but when I watch you sleep
I can't help but see you
as a mere helpless baby

gentle breaths:
the rising and falling,
a smooth cycle
of your chest

small whimpers
and a gentle twitch
when you fall into
that peaceful slumber

as your back expands
I lay next to you
and watch..
as you then slowly collapse

I send out my signal
out into the storm.

The waves undulating like dark black ink.
The light beams ****** in to be lost forever.

I'm awaiting to here back from you,

but the ship

never finds its way to me.

These clouds are too thick,
the rain too intense,
and the waves too ferocious

for you to see the light
coming out of my heart.

The snowflakes
gyrate in the warm
lighting of the lonesome
streetlamp;  a storm

a drop of orange in the distance,
a splash of color
in front of my breath
condensing in the cold

a lonely walk
with thoughts of you
something that will
never come true

I pull my coat closer
wrapped around my body
I pretend its a warm embrace
from you , dancing around me

like that gyrating snow

Little bird upon the windowsill
how peaceful you so look.
When tomorrow, or even next week,
you could hit glass , and go kerplook!
I wish I could live like you.
without thinking of the end  -

A void - an endless sleep
you don't think of that do you?
Not you, not the squirrel, or the
chipmunk across the street.

This sleep, like the one you had before,
when you were a little egg,
will meet you once again,
just wait what's in store.

You probably don't even think about it...

But why do I think of it
when I look at you?

Wrapped around golden sheets
the aura of two divines,
kissing in the brown ambiance.
Feet in vines intertwined.
Flowers flowing in ginger hair
as the rectangles and circles
go together
like me and you:

Lets flow forever.

Invisible Winds
Shake the Branches
of a Lone Birch Tree.
Tears of Sap Stream
Down the Bark
as it Faces the
Harsh Bitter
Unseen Movements