Fused
Cemented
Bonded
Forever connected
the glue that binds my spirit to yours

Touched
Healed
Warmed
Fondled
by your energy, your temperament, your resolve

Admire
Adore
Wonder
Delight
in your every thought

Devour
Savor
Relish
in all that is you

Coddled
Accepted
Amused
I latch onto our times together

Desiring
Yearning
Craving
for possibilities that will never be

I play tribute to you today
To your immense faith
Your capacity to maintain poise
As you plow your way through the desert

I sing a song to you
you inspire in me a sense of unabashed freedom
Of younger days
your will and mine always in sync
We are driven by the meager morsels of sanity left within us
Which roam just beneath the surface of our skin
As it forms and shapes who we are
We have little to give the outside world as it
Has taken much
Yet we forge forward in the darkness
In the full knowledge that we are broken

We take our pieces and lay them out
Like trophies, like emblems
Sharing in our sadness, in our present state,
Yet laughing at the world around us
Which remains clueless, and uncaring

I applaud you my hero, my gallant dark avenger
Where shall we go next? Let's don our capes
And masks, letting ourselves flow aimlessly amidst
The crowd of indifference that hovers around us,
The eyes that seldom see, the arms that never reach out
To us.

I am drunk as I write. Drunk in spirit, in a wonderland of my own creation fueled by his personality, his wit, his humor, his attention, his love. Yes, it is love. Perhaps not traditional, romantic love, but love nonetheless. We talked the night away, drank like teenagers, laughed with an innocence bore out of years of a friendship that began quietly and without warning, growing roots so deep in my being that I feel them with every shift of my body, every blink of my eyes. It is a state one can't quite define but one that I return to again and again each time we meet, regardless of the activity, or the plan, there is an understanding that play will ensue, that the day will be short in hours leaving me wondering and wanting more, filling me to the brim with an elated sense of being. Why is life worth living? For moments such as these, moments where life, in its mundane madness, is temporarily suspended and where I am transported into the mind and the comfort of a psyche and a soul that I've grown accustomed to over the years and whose presence I will always treasure.

your eyes though endless
remain distant and aloof
their hue and color
indifferent in the night sky

your words intoxicating as usual
your banter beguiling, yet
your tone, your manner misguided,
directionless like the wind

if only I could look deep into your soul
and decipher what is there
cleanse your troubles,
clear the canvas

with a quick twirl of my feminine wand
I would revive and renew your spirit

begin again my friend
and see what I see
allow yourself to indulge in the treasure
that is you

what I know to be true
you would mock and belittle
my words fail,
their meaning lost
in the vastness of your spell

look deep into my eyes
you will find your reflection there
dancing among the endless joy
and laughter you bring to me

use me to heal you
lower your guard and defenses
let me wrap myself around you
let me feel your warmth in mine

embrace my strength
for it can guide you
and protect you through the night

I send you off on your journey
let me impose the will to fly

Someday, once and again, my sweet lover,
I shall hope to
hear the sound of your voice,
but for now
my heart remains unsettled

When I have you near, I am at peace
and the world seems once again like
a place I can flourish in

When you are gone, I am lost
and my loneliness is ever so palpable
like a cry that won't seize
in the night

I've no answers to our dilemma,
no compromise I can live with;
my struggles are all in vain

for the person I battle with is not you
but myself
I have presented your side, your cause,
yet time and time again
the conflict ravages on and

I return to the place where my
heart feels it can not betray
my wants, my desires, hopeless and grim
in the phenomenon of your world

all attempts are futile
like unfamiliar territory
that begs for the comfort of home

I will continue on my journey,
hoping to find my way through the desert
holding your memory close to help guide me
listening intently to what is in my heart

I am without you, but not alone
for you will be my mentor during
the dark times

I will close my eyes and hear your voice and
feel your gentle caress as you tenderly whisper
the words I long to hear, over and over,
once and again.