with warmth in my heart
   and blood in my veins
sometimes it feels my emotions
   are feigned
as i lay hopeful and
   awake in my bed
visions of you are what
   float through my head
the smile on your face
   the depth in your eyes
your laughter resonates
   as we gaze at the skies
together we lay
   in a field of tall grass
every ounce of me wishes
   and hopes this will last
with each breath i breathe
   my love for you grows
and with time, im hoping
   it gradually shows
the ice in my veins has
   melted it seems
the warmth from my heart
   makes it so hot it steams
my emotions aren't feigned
   to you i am true
i really hope one day we
   will say "i do"

But who else will have peace in their palm
When they lay it across
My ribs
At night.

Who else
As they slumber beneath
A blanket of freckles and
Dreaming eyelids,
Will whisper into the dark air
With a gentle cadence of breaths
The particular softness that cradles my heart
And lets me

Close my aching eyes

And rest.

4 am child awakened from sleep
By my father gently shaking my shoulder
It did not matter that my sisters
Had declined first
I, the youngest, was about
To inherit an honor  
To go alone in the boat, just dad and I
To Little Swan Lake, about 3 miles from home
A familiar place very different in this light
Night sounds and odours distilled
He lowered the boat into the water
And extended his hand to help me climb inside
Looking around me, this darkness was new
Enchanted silence was new and
It did not take long to recognize  
That I liked it that way
Soft rowing carried us
To the center of the lake
Where quietly drifting
He introduced me
To the space
Where humans were asleep
And nature claimed you as her own
Smoothing words with his hand
He implored me to be still
As he gave me the gift
of Solitude
An hour passed as we listened
To the rhythm of water
The voices of fish
And the depths of our thoughts
Our eyes exchanged sadness
When other boats crept in
Knowing soon, daylight would waken
The sleeping dogs and invaders
And we would no longer be alone
In our nest of idealists


Did he know
How I worshipped his every action?
That every word he spoke has molded my character?
His humility would never have boasted of such
Which is all the more reason to want to be like him

I draw closer to her silhouette in the distance,
After being gone for so long,
all I can think of is
"How strong are her arms?" As I melt into their grasp
Her floral fragrance tells me
"I am home at last"

I'm in the hallway
Looking for my lil woman
I want to sneak up from behind
And bury my face in her smile
I want to run my hands softly on her cheek
While small blonde hairs, adhere, to my nose peak

Ego, Esteem, Pride and presence
All pacified with a flutter of her eyes
As she spoke to my soul
"Mmm baby that feels so good. I'm glad your home."
I steal a kiss, then another
Are lips become wet pressed together
I mumble in the moment
to acknowledge her sentiment.

Its like melting into each other
That is, the 1st hellos after a long pardon
When our eyes lock in awkward fashion
The truth reveals itself and we can't control the wealth
As rich as our desires seem to be
Insatiable like toys under the christmas tree
As she inhaled all that I've dealt passionately

I'm missing her every move when she's gone
I'm kissing her every mood when she's home.
I often embrace her heels and rub the stress away
While sneaking nibbles of her soul through her toes
When we comfort our aches and woes
I use her waist and pull her closer
Enough distance, and whispers become outburst
As our conversations become more complex
And our stance and demeanor reflect
our position on the compromise
so both of our point of views lay satisfied.

The road looks long
Its ahead and discouraging without a kiss
Almost enough to stop mid thought on a warm
Day like the one........

- Alexis J. Meighan-

Here's some clay I molded well
And a note that's straight from hell
It just says "Live" and when I drop it
This gollum will wake up

He'll follow close my every order
Never teeter on the border
Of sentient thought because
I own him and he doesn't think at all

This gollum'll do the ***** deeds
Like taking out the ***** weeds
That filter through society
The people-poison of the earth

He'll invade your home as you did my mind
He'll make you leave the world behind
He'll take your head into his hand
And smash it down unto the land
As if to say, "Please taste the earth,
Substance of your death and of my birth"
The cyclic theory present now
He'll show you how to die

And when he's done and you are through
When my gollum's finished you
He'll emotionlessly tear through your guts
And with them, drag you through the street

Sleep tight, doll