In the baptism
of your
exhaustion

from the

night before.


I would guard
your sleep.

and prop
your head
upon my
chest.

let my thoughts
pour over
you,
like a soft
rain.

I would tend
your garden
while you
slept, and
play
like a
child with
your tangled

angel hair.

I would hum you
a melody in
your ears.
and keep your fears
at bay...

I would sit
and watch
you sleep.

In hope that
in the morning
when you
awake.

we would be

everything.

Setting
our hearts
to beat
in melancholy
tune,

like the
echoed
celebrations
from some
distant
bells.

love is a
whisper.

the inter
tangle ling
of fingers
and arms
and legs
that reach
towards
each other
with the
hunger

of one.

love is
a whisper.


in search of
love's
eternal
salvation.

no words
spoken.

passions
fused to
the core.

bodies
spent.

souls
ripe
for
love's
******
rite of
harvest.


love is
a whisper

that only...

my love
can hear.

without you

here,

Heart
displaced.

shadow
smiles,

hour glass
moments,

fleeing
from across
your face.

no one
listening
to stalled
heart beats.

your thoughts
jumping
from one
moon
to the next.

holding
back
time.

upsetting
the gentle
balance
of the
universe.

because your
not really
there.

your here
with me.

as the tide
wipes the beach
clean of false
impression.

so have you
allowed me
and my

heart
to breathe

again.

My love
inhales.

I take
your breath.

scorpion
tracks
of salt
from
the hot
sun
run down

your
golden
tanned
back.

you arch
to receive
me.

my body
slopes
to deliver.

and stars
collide.

and
black stone
belly clouds
burst to

deliver
white
snow
diamonds

from the

empty sky.

heavens
rage,

love binds
us eternal.

this dream

I have
of you

tonight.

If we were 10.

through
my child's
eye,

thoughts
of you
skip across
my mind,

like pebble
thoughts
thrown
on a river.

on a
summer's
day,

while
children play.

innocence
parading
homemade
kites a
bending,

to the
shears
of the wind
at Tempest
heights.

back pockets
emptied,

to a new
friend
offered

all that
I worldly
possess,

this ******* jack
compass,
this slinky,  
and this
cat's eye
marble
blue.

I give
to you,

everything
I possess

and
nothing
less.

I seek
your smile,
like a six
year old
engulfed
in the
curiosity
of you.

I peek
through
the diamond

paned windows
of your
thoughts
that you have
left  open
to me.

everything new.

somethings
unexplained.

in the still
moments before
dawn,
I sit here
at my
key board
and talk to
it about you.

the joys
you feel.

the heart aches
we hide.

and then
you give
me pieces
of you.

and I
hold them
dear.

like sunlight
to flowers.

you awaken
me again.

Watching the

reflection of

the cantaloupe

melon moon in

your eyes,


I stumble for words

to find my

thoughts balance.


my heart reaching

to yours

to find meaning

in every breath

that I take.


it has taken

me so long

to wander

here to you,

and this

sudden awakening

of me.


I thought

I had lost

sight

of feelings

like this

long ago .


and then

you gently

surrender to

me again

and  again.


and time

loses meaning.

and without it

there is

only us.


and we become

children again

of these days.


first kisses and

****** passion

nights,

and so

many questions

lie

answered in

your eyes.

We are

live wires.


There is a

trembling of

electricity

just beneath

our skin,


a desire

as old as

time moist and

ready upon

our lips.


a lover's

siren call,


you the

muse

right in

front of me.


to hold

to cherish,


to bury my

desires deep

inside you

with passion

and rhythm

of heart.


and in this

moment who

could ask heaven

and earth

for more

than to simply

see your face

and say


" hello".

To the end

of the rainbow

and back,


skipping fast

heart racing

with the moon

over the hills

and back again.


yelling at

the ice

cream man

in the
middle
of the street

"stop ! "


staying out

way past dinner,


holding on

to 10 years

old as long

as we  can.


wondering

where in the

world you are.


wondering why

weren't you

in my life

back then.


I wonder

if my dreams

ever

touch your

dreams ,


if my thoughts

ever play hide

and go seek

in the dark

with yours.


I hope

they do.

I hope they

always will.


I know

in the

third grade,


we would

of been

the best

of friends.