I'm a swirl
of crimson
paint
a lipstick
smear
a curling,
twisting,
writhing
sedated print
in hues
of violet-red

I'm in love,
my darling
and I want to
write
X's,
O's,
on every
empty surface
who will give me
just a moment to tell
them of my
love...

weave a stamp
of my kiss,
my crooked
thumbprint
on every lonely
facade
where you have
felt alone
and scared
and like love was
not designed for you.

I want passion.

I want to be overwhelmed
in the shadow of
100 cacti
mesmerized by a
myriad of bay leaves
rocking in the wind

I hope to be overcome
in the waters of
1000 rivers
where my toes are frozen
and my heart is full

Where America
isn't everything
and fireflies aren't the only
ones who light the night
and where you throw
away the lock
the key
and I can fall
into the arms
of love,
once more.

'If we are still talking',
Its just something that we say,
Not wanting to presume each others heart is here to stay.

A comfortable silence,
Lying side by side in tender loves embrace.
Wrapped tightly in your arms,
This is my happy place.

My head upon your chest,
Your heart a lullaby like Brahms.
Secure with your love,
Protecting me from harm.

If we are still talking,
For just five minutes more,
My hope is that when you read my words,
With my love,
You will feel sure.

If we are still talking,
when the midnight hour has struck,
I promise you my smile,
Even though at times,
we may be down on luck.

If we are still talking,
In the months from now,
When you have your 'thinking face',
perhaps a furrowed brow.
For the moments we may disagree,
I hope no petty rows.

I promise to be patient,
And will try to understand,
I promise to be honest with my thoughts,
To stay true and hold your hand.

For times when we're both tired
For times you may feel unease,
I hope with love and gentle humour,
The uneasiness will appease.

My hope is that when you read my words again a second time,
May your eyes deliver them to your heart,
May they secure your soul with mine.

If we are still talking,
In the future, I see with you
I hope you'll share your hopes with me,
With me a future,
Is what I hope you wish for too.

I'm certain we'll still be talking,
Often without the need for words.
Softly our souls are whispering,
Only by one another's,
Can be heard.

If we are still talking',
Its just something that we say,
Not wanting to presume each others heart is here to stay.

Bellissimo, Ti amo,
One moment at a time lets take each day,
Perfection of the here and now,
If we are still talking,
Come what may.

You give me peace of mind
I give you a piece of my heart
Searching only to find
That this is just the start
Of something more
Or maybe it ends in disappointment
Feeling like we're meant for more
Some special soul anointed
To spread something we don't know
Something lost on this world
But there must be room to grow
A small yet significant pearl
Of the wealth of greater beings
And it's impossible to explain
What I am sitting here seeing
Through all my pride and pain
I'm always cut back down
By repercussions of my actions
I crash back to the ground
Surrounded by distractions
Can't see through the mist
Can't hear through the static
Feeling the sweet kiss
Finding love is automatic