We are more than
Passion or whatever

We are a stack of tourist info cards
A collaborative collection of poetry
Rolled up jazz club posters
Far off texts and calls at any hour
Pictures and
PICTURES
Photo albums public and (private)
Music made in parallel
A good book in the heart
Stimulating conversation to the mind
We are the choices made, over and over
We are the foundations and creations
Of love immortal and spiritual

Or maybe
That’s what I wish we were
And what I hope we could be

Hope is a devil
Costumed as a lamb

It draws you in preaching comfort
To change and embraces unknown

Then an old ‘empty’ suitcase is opened
one surprise yellow swim cap and memories

Nostalgia and reality stab you in the back
With daggers made of dreams

Hope smiles on
Watching you bleed for it
And its companions twist their knives

Hot, humid night
Broken air conditioning
Windows open to the
Sounds of southern summer nights
Humid skin, Humid sheets
Too uncomfortable to sleep

But now,
at least,
I can smell the trees

Sunlight sparkling in tree canopy
Back stretched on the grass
Mind on a book newly opened
And heart on fire in our chest

Make these days last forever
Never a worry to be had
Flowers and leaves pressed together
A book of memory in our hand

Sip tea (or something stronger)
Relax with cheese and wine
Fill our soul and body’s hunger
Contented, in our mind

Run through fields of flowers
Find sacred space and sights
Behold the world around us
And never shut our eyes

Find our little nook
For love and life to bloom
Find our space and garden
Beneath the sun and moon

Be happy in our moment
Search out that single time
May life stretch out before us
And keep us in our prime

Slow down around the fast world
Let the pain pass us by
Come back to peace and comfort
For a time, ‘til we die

Wake
           Dress
    Move
               Drive

                  Feel the world fly on by

                                                          Sea­rching
                                                    Thinki­ng
                                                              ­ Feeling
                                             Crying

Allow the road to break your mind
    
                              Forgive
                       Repent
                                       Pacify
                                 Contend
                      
                         Find your way back home again

Keys
                Drop
                                ­  Rest
                                                    Sleep
­
             When your world is broken
      Find the pieces, find your peace
   Stitch together your tired heart
And find your way to sleep