She says
She sees darkness
In my words
A tent of rage
Abandonment, desert
Missing pieces
Of my being
Yet I'm not quite sure
What she's seeing

Perhaps my muse
Is somehow confused
And third eye blind am I
'Cause the things that lurk
Within my darkness
Are whats keeping me alive
....

Breathe the bright moments in life
and hold them nearby.
Let them go gently as you would
release a butterfly.

Let love come to you
as a soft summer breeze.  
Let it find you in a quiet moment
under a shade of trees.

Love will return in perfect passion.
Grasp passion with both hands
and hold onto it
until you have wrung
all the heat from it
you can.

Then release it as a sigh
of contentment.
Savor the perfect moment in life
but dwell in every remnant.

Life, love, passion & contentment
come to us all, friend ...
but they stay with those
who appreciate them.

These faulty
Emotional
Connections
Words without
An *******
Days on end
I can't get in
No thought
No release
No conception
My words
Must have
An infection
I should
Have used
Protection!
....

Why shout out to the mountain
It's time to fall on me
The sky keeps turning darker
So why pretend to see …

Love so often cast
Like pearls to the swine
The dog returns to his *****
He calls it  holy wine …

There’s a new day on the horizon
As our lungs gasp for air
Existence remains unsolvable
Yet on ourselves we swear

Eternity holds no definites
The equation six feet deeper
Wake up and do some living
Or be an eternal sleeper