fall into my lucid dream
lay here by my side
lady that walks my sleeping thoughts
oasis where we hide
slide beside my wanting heart
caress my burning skin
colors collide
where passions reside
dream lover
won't you come in
hold me til the colors fade
from neon bliss
to black and white
until we sleep again
this kiss
shall linger til that night

the lights are down
and the lighters sway
they cheer his shadow as it saunters onstage before him
the chatter is now a roar that compels him to take it in
before surrendering his gift
the silky smooth voice
the delicate guitar licks
snatches lost time
lost years
lost love of his poetry
and weaves it all into sweet retribution
this moment salvaged the soul
of the unknown genius
the doubts
the loss
the dreams that had no end
and the heart that hungered for this moment
had feasted
Sixto the legend
was born again

I can see it
right there at the edge of sanity
hovering like a giant black stone
against the early morning Sun
I notice because I always notice when they appear
my attention drawn to that one spot
in the vast open sky
it moves slowly as I reference it's location
just to the left of a jet's vapor trail
I reach for my phone to get a photo as I'm driving
slow down as I take a ramp
point in it's direction and snap off a pic
I attempt to take another
but it is gone
vanished
I wonder if I caught it before disappearing
five minutes later I park
check my phone
and there it is
quite small
but there it is
I got you my friend
extraterrestrial hide and seek
I've been playing this game since I was a kid

it's a question for you Lord
as we advance in years
why does hair fall from our heads
and grow rampant in our ears?
why do our teeth rot
while our toenails grow faster?
will we need deodorant
in the ever-after?
why do our guts expand
while our butts retreat?
we wear the same belt size
yet we can't see our feet
we use a fraction of our brains
what of the 90% that remains?
we walk into the kitchen
and can't recall why
or get the car inspected in October
when it was due in July
Perhaps I'm being fussy Lord
imperfection may be our salvation
but please just answer this final question...
who'd you put in charge
when you took a vacation?

i walk to the curb
glance up the hill to get my bearings
your spot is to the left of the oak
and right of the large marble cross
on which an angel hovers below a cloud
your stone is quaint
your name
two dates
and the words
'Beloved Sister to Everyone'
can i sell my soul to know you beyond those fleeting few months
beyond those precious nights that somehow came to an end
how could we have given them to the wind
to the whispers
to the doubts
to the days ahead that slipped away
like an almost 'I love you'

i'm not sure what is more painful to this beating heart
that i shall never know what may have been
or that the light of love i felt for you has yet to ignite in the eyes of another

what might be sadder than a love left to wither
two lost souls in the wake of their misdeed
i hear your voice and see your smile
in the dream i've set aside
and i shall pray this night
that both may return when this heart is silenced