But this is what they said about love, Where it picks you and where it leaves you, no one knows.. This is what they said about love, how it travels far beyond clear distance, a mystery buried in the hearts of piccans.  

This is what they said about love, that you become miserable in your own dreams when it snails through, and not even your shadows can comprehend your plight. This is what they said about love, how you become sick in seconds, and how a kiss can bring you wellness in seconds..

I’m beginning to write stories about you and I. I’m beginning to paint a picture. This portrait in front of me, is an image of sweet lightning traveling through the night. I’m beginning to see how we intertwine, Like hot water into cold. A perfect balance for the road.

I’m beginning to stretch out my  hands, touching the frame of this beautiful wonder. Heart beating like a war zone. Smiles sliding like a new born. Expectation rising, like a broken faith subsiding. Regardless we are aligning.  

Sweet beautiful complexity is what it is..

But this is what they said about love.. it is like pieces of diamonds hidden in the mud.

Donald

........

You took a sit by the river. Your voice was deep in silence while your lips traced an endless flips of words without a sound.

There were words I couldn’t hear. So i wrote you a letter. A friendly letter to ask how magical it was that You Spoke without a voice. You replied and in your humble words, You asked how i could see your lips move without hearing your words.

Our thoughts had been the  connecting wan I guessed. As weird as it was, You had been to this bank because you didn’t have to make a sound to understand the world within. We sat from afar and the revelation of what we knew came through in seamless form. Silence brought the openness and gave you a voice. Silence brought the sincerity and boldness to speak free because the world couldn’t hear your thoughts. The world wouldn’t judge your little conviction.

On that table was the definition of honesty and it played out in stages. It gave meaning to your deepest fears and your little bag of hope. As you said amen to every little pronouncements and mention God in every little sentence it was the clue to  your faith and trust in the greater beyond.

And so I listened.. I listened cause I understood. I listened because silence was speaking more beautifully to me than sound could ever do.. It was the most magical thing id seen in a stranger. It was truth being born in silence.


Donald

And so he said a little prayer
with tears running through his flesh
like a touch of an unseen hands.
Life strip me naked to the universe
with a million eyes watching for a subtle fall
In time- like colours the smiles of nature
I will glitter through this darkest part,
a vow I make at the alter of life.

My palms may bear signs of a road-maps
a journey traveled With sting and stitches
My footsteps the romance of an evil dust
rapped like a lover's firm grip to flesh
Divorce my only wish but i still.. on the journey
I weep seeking a force that marries the earth and sun
that kisses the air with thunder
Spit me through this courtship I pray
that I may see further of heaven
Nothing but heaven.

Let Eden be Eden, and when my day comes
forever thankful I will be that the load of suffering,
this marriage of weakening dies in time.
Amen.

Donald