oh
what
beautiful
starry starry night
appeared
behind
the
dark green pines
burst
fourth
the
gigantic
****** moon

A kiss just a kiss until you
   Find the one you love,
A hug is just a hug until
you find the one you're
   always thinking of.

A dream is just a dream
   Until it comes true,

Love was just a word until
   they day I met you.

i’ve been thinking a lot
about your hand in mine
the way that our fingers
and palms intertwine

but i think about death
about loss, about worth
i admit that i fear
to return to the earth

where our bodies dissolve
into roots of a tree
and will grow into trunk
then limb, then leaf

but i've heard from a bird
that death will reverse
and your heart will beat hard
like it did at your birth

so hold on for dear life
with your hand in mine
if death makes us let go
it is only for time



© Mike Mortensen

I wish I savored those moments
where my lips danced upon your skin,
tracing your ever so delicate body,
creating a map I'd follow forever.
I wish I savored those moments
where I could gaze into your mossy eyes,
falling deeper in a trance,
engulfed by the love you give so effortlessly,
knowing that you are the one who holds my heart.
I wish I savored those moments
where your hands caressed my entity,
bringing me reassurance of the good in this world,
giving me the hope I needed to not only survive, but to live.
I wish I savored those moments
where we laid there intertwined,
our body's connected in more ways than one,
feeding off each others energy,
always craving more.
I wish I savored those moments
where "i love you," fell from your lips,
to the "kiss me," that followed,
to the "beg for it," that you enforced,
and to the "in perpetuum," that we said so lovingly in unison.

from now on i know, that any moment with you, is worth savoring.

Dear moon ,
If the sky itself could collapse
And you could fall
I would hold you on my palms
Cause only your daises and twilights define me
The fade knows my darkest secrets
The reflection kisses my wildest dreams
The scintillate stares at my deepest desires
Just look like plaster of Paris
So ***** with footprints
ugly with no color
But still I like you the most
And still love your dark side