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Jim Marchel Sep 2016
You
The first time I saw your radiant glow
It came from those globes you call eyes.
They took me around the world, to places
Neither discovered nor explored.
Through hell and back,
I slashed and hacked my way
Through vine and brush
To see your light
Because it was more beautiful
Than the glistening river that ran
Through the valley below me
And the sparkling snow
That fluttered and blowed
At the summit above.
Your light was warmer than the breeze
After I dipped my body in the
Crystal clear tides of the sea
And it was more brilliant
Than the silhouette of galaxies
I saw in the sky before I slept.
When I finally closed my eyes
I couldn't see any darkness
Because I dreamt of you.
You are more than just my world...
Jim Marchel Sep 2016
It's funny how you're my sun,
Warming my soul on the coldest of days
When the piercing stilettos of winter
Penetrate my body.
Yet on other days you burn my skin
Like a million untamed sparks
Lunging at the hand of the man
Who feeds the flames
Because he doesn't want to see them die.
"Your hands can heal
Your hands can bruise"

"Poison and Wine" - The Civil Wars
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
When I wither in times of drought
And my roots become weak,
When my petals wander and blow
From even the slightest breeze
Water me.

When I shiver in times of winter
And my bones become fragile,
When my skin goes numb and I break
From even the gentlest touch
Warm me.

When I can't walk in times of travel
And my feet become ash,
When my human frame crumbles away
From even the minutest weight
Deliver me.

When I breathe in times of pain
And my chest becomes still,
When my burden is heavy and dark
From a life lived in shadows
Illuminate me.
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
Everytime I see your bubbly smile I'm actually watching fireworks.
The air smells explosive when you let that first one go and I feel the shockwave hit my chest.
You light up the night, not once, not twice, but for what seems like forever, so radiant and clamoring its impossible to ignore you.
You captivate me with quickly blooming blossoms whenever you snicker and I want nothing more than to sit where I am and stare at you for hours.
You never get tired of releasing your light into the world, and you never get old; you only get more beautiful to me from beginning to the end.

*Save the finale just for me.
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
You're the sand in my pail
When I'm making a castle.
You're the wind in my sail
When I need to go faster.
You're the salt in the air,
You're the waves on the sea
You're surrounding my chest
Like the sand on my feet.

Why is life so amazing
When we build each other up,
When we push against boundaries
And never give up?
As we sit and laugh forever
On the dunes by the shore,
I see the life in your eyes that
You've never lived before.

White sand stuck to your lips
Hair in braids, hands on hips
Is this a hit or a miss?
Is this ignorant bliss?
Is it selfish to say
That I want you to stay,
Like the embers of sunset
Dancing out on the bay?

You're the sand and the wind,
The gulls circling in
Search my heart for the things
That are written in sin.
You're the salt and the waves,
You're the reason I pray.
You're the woman I breathe for
And I wanted to ask you to
Stay.
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
You are the ink and the pen.
I have ideas and stories, but they're lifeless without you in my hand.

You are the paper and the desk.
I long for adventure and fantasy, and you're the canvas that will carry them.

You are the lamp and the warm mug.
When evening's shroud envelops us, you touch my face and kiss my lips.

Stay in my hand, and we will write a world.
"As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another." - Proverbs 27:17
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
When I'm tired
I can never seem to sleep.
Crashing waves in my head,
Or crashing cars...?
Are my thoughts what I want
To wade knee-deep into
After a long day?
Or are they deadly self-portraits
Of my day made of
Brain matter and blood
And whatever else comes from
A body after instant death?
Sunny days are what hide the stars,
Not crashing waves and crashing cars.
Those kinds of thoughts we get that keep us awake at night
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