concrete burns
on sundry days
twisting and turns
in fixated ways

hard rock rivers
etch the landscape
in human endeavors
and tenuous escape

from eddied towns
along lorn asphalt flows
dreams born to drown
in hope too shallow

for front porch desires
while mothers speak of yearning
and fathers of youthful fires
life is of concrete burning
dreams and desires

i am my body,
naked and shriveled
lain across the floor
in shadows beneath me
what once was, is no more

summer lays across the valley
as silk lays across her body
shrouding subtle contours as she sleeps
beneath the morning mist her dream keeps

to wait for her eyes to open
is to wait for time to be unfrozen
i whisper to her as she sleeps
so into her dreams my heart seeps

in a hint of azure eyes
from the mist my heart will rise
and go with you from your pillow
into your life my dreams will follow

casting my soul
upon the reflecting pool
for my heart to drown in the waters cruel
words…

my soul thirsts
for your words un-sung
my heart starves
for your touch un-done

i await . . .

for my words  
to dissolve upon your lips
for my hands
to descend upon your hips

i await . . .

Drifting off to sleep
Wondering what to do
What my heart will reap
If it were left for you
Upon an underlying sadness
Of the choice I made
From from a dream I do
Wonder had you stayed