The sunset bids goodbye as
the azure sky takes on a tint of pink and apricot,
fading into hues of indigo and violet.*
The birds soaring beneath the clouds of dusk...
embracing the last few moments of today,
welcoming...
*the evening's crepuscular charm.

Today is knowing
that the night before
was only a feeble attempt
to delude myself
into thinking
that the world spins around
me and my ideals.

Today I know better.
Today I am sober.

Whirlwind of gossip.
Around and around it goes.
Wreaking chaos and havoc,
as the lies explode and grow.
Causing hurt.
Inflicting pain.
Ruining the course of one's entire life.
The untamed tongue.
Is a hellish fire.
Be careful what you speak.
Or your life could become a shipwreck.
To tame one's tongue is very wise.
Use it to bless and to heal.
Not to slander and criticize.
Use it to forgive and to love.
Fill it not with cursing and bitterness.
Be careful.
Oh so careful.
What you speak.
For the consequences can bring wounds very deep.
Be careful.
Oh so careful.
What you speak.

Can you not
Spare a soft word
You look at her
With devouring eyes
Grasp her in your arms
Pull her close
Anger when another dares touch
But yet
You do not speak
Not what she needs to hear
Tell her she is beautiful
When you hold her near
Speak not only with actions at hand
You are woman, I am man
When you stake your claim
For the world to see
Lean towards her ear
Whisper you are mine my dear
Be not only a lover of the flesh
Speak that she is tantalizing
When both you mesh
It should not be hard
To utter the sound
From your gullet
Out of your mouth
Those lips produce
Ectasy abound
Create more
With words from whence for