Resting my head on my hand,
the ticking of my watch takes my
focus away from my lonely heartbeat.

*Tick, tock, tick...

So that my soul may burn bright like the sun,
eternally revolving in its orbit,
sharing its warmth with everyone its light does touch,
I open my heart and my mind without reason,
except that the love that exists in the universe may only be
created by those who embrace all that comes with it,
and I let in the pain so that I can share the love that I learn.

*Let me be the match to your gasoline-soaked soul.

"You'll catch your death," she said as I swam into the cold ocean.
"I hope I do," I replied as I let myself fall beneath the surface.

"I love you too.  I'll miss you.  We'll talk soon."

I am a man on a lonely raft,
dehydrated in the middle of the open ocean
I float on.
You are the sparkling saltwater,
enticing me, crystal clear.
*If I indulge, I'll die.
If I resist, I'll die.

The birds fly free over the oceans surface,
circling the waters edge.
          You are the ocean and I am the bird,
          I may take the plunge, but you have
          to be willing to supply a fish.
Without you I would starve.

When I look at your poems
sprawled out on the page,
my eyes form constellations
out of periods and comets out of commas.

*Writing to rid yourself of the pain,
light shines through at the ending of each rhyme.