The potters hands and Clay hearts

Graceful as a gazelle in full stride
But as free flowing as jellyfish
Feathering through the currents  fingers trickling
An ashen mass to be dipped in crimson
The potters innovation
A pre determined thought and a *** of clay
Intricacies , emotions , endurance
And then a name
Not for the torso to which it will eternally reside
But for the hands if the person it eternally belongs.
Etched into the surface
By the hands of the creator
My heart now ,
it bares your name.
Planted within me , breathed it into life.
Handed to an angel,
and sent to earth ,
So he can get to work ,
on yours ...
The potters hand ,
and " our " clay hearts
       I love you ....

Im sorry

You wanted to dip your toes in the stream
Instead you got an ocean of affection
You wanted to hear someone tell you they loved you
Instead you got a song
You wanted someone to share in their life
Instead your now the life that I share.
You never wanted your life to change
But you changed my life forever
You thought you could kiss me and then it would be over ,
But I want it over and over again.
You wondered if I'd ever notice ,
And now you notice I've been looking all along.
You wanted someone you could be proud of
And I'm so proud to call you mine.
You wanted a taste
I wanted the meal
You hoped for a moment
I'm hoping for a lifetime
You wanted to be someone's only love ,
And with me I love you only
You wanted times of romance , I wanted to romance you all the time .
You didn't want to be my everything
But your eventing I've always wanted .
All I wanted to do was love you all the time , and you just wanted a time for love .
And as I look back now I see , all the things I gave you , I never gave you what you asked ......
Instead if a whole heart , its your heart that makes me whole
I'm sorry

While the raven sleeps

Feasting , in a climate doused in affection
Relying in the promise of a new tomorrow

While the raven sleeps

The sun parades across the sky
And I , am not just a seat at your table,
We welcome seats at " ours "

While the raven sleeps

We dine on the appetizers sprinkled in hope
The scent of the roses , the fresh lawn in the breeze
The little things normally overlooked in our surroundings

While the raven sleeps

The butterflies sleeping on my insides Dance ,
At the mere anticipation of her presence

While the raven sleeps

The dose of reality bathed in the now
intertwined with the walls of his nest
Hiding the lurking shadows of chaos that come to life the moment he wakes

While the raven sleeps

The morning star grows heavy
The skies start to dim
The moon peeks over the horizon
Bringing with it the realness of a hardened heart

The raven sleeps no more ......

Wish for tomorrow

In adolescence I chased after the tomorrow's
Anticipation , of what was on the other side if the evening sky
Or maybe even the decade ,
The future ,
Full of wishes , in the eyes of a child
Never takes a Notice to the face in the mirror
Not realizing we are wishing our existence away ......
Until one day you find yourself in one of those many tomorrow's
Wishing you could go back to yesterday .
The face in the mirror aged and ashen ,
Now longing for yesterday
Lost loves , and care free times
Anticipation of that first kiss
Sadness from that first heartbreak
The night before you met your one true love
Afraid of the future
Missing the past
Wishes now .....
To live in a memory
Time machine set to the past ,
Avoiding the future
Another tomorrow
Greater the distance from all the when's
A greater distance from my " life "
I'm afraid of tomorrow
I miss the past
I don't like the mirror
It reminds me if what Is left to come
As I reminisce of what's left behind
I fear the future , relish the past
Especially........
those moments I used to spend with you .....

Secrets in the night

Once again
In the presence of an old friend
A confidant
The onyx curtain blankets the horizon
Deepening with the waining moon
A window to Infinity
I speak
Incoherent ramblings , jumbled thoughts
To pleads for insight ,
Advice
I've rehearsed  moving  monologues , poems , and goodbyes .
Asked her to marry me hundreds of times
And cried at the rejection , while asking why .
Ahhh yes you my love, were the subject of many of the meetings
Therapeutic sessions late night talks .
Amidst the depths of this onyx abyss ,
Now murmuring along with the twinkling stars
Are all nuances , feelings , put I to words
I love you darlin
I've always loved you , you are every breath I take
The sun rises and sets , with the blink of your smile.
I've shared this only with my friend.
He knows you
As I do
Helped me realize , I can't help my heart ,
He knows , I can't help but love you .
He knows I adore you .
He knows ill be back out here tomorrow .
The shadow of my soul
The midnight sky
The unwavering ear
He knows
Ill be back , with you on my mind,
Heavy on my heart .
I love you ,
And once again ,
I'm in the presence , of an old friend .....
Sharing secrets in the night

Tomorrow

What's a sunrise without your smile ?
What's a breeze without the scent of your hair ?
Where's the harmony of the singing birds ?
Without your voice to share

What's a walk without your hand to hold ?
Its just a stroll alone
What's a house without you sharing it ?
It can never be a home

Dinner without your company
Is simply just a meal
And a bedroom is just a place to sleep
Without your tender skin to feel

To see the moon, and not have a dream
Because I can't see it in your face
Is just another conformation
Your love can't be replaced

I need a future that has your love  
Their is nothing else that I can say
Because any tomorrow without you in it
Is just another day !!!

I love you so much

" beautiful "

I've seen the landscapes painting the surface of the country mountains in the spring , through the reflection if the sun.
And the opal glow in the midnight moon , off the freshly fallen snow ,
The rainbow in a waterfall , underneath a sapphire sky in the summer , some of the most naturally beautiful experiences ,for ever the eyes to see.
Gods grace among us ,
But and then I see your smile , the purest symbol of everything that's " right" in my world.
The key to my heart ,
the river of blood flow, my reason for being, the morning star to which my world orbits ,
my perfection ,
in the middle if the universe ,to which I live , you .
All that is beautiful , to the depths if my hearts content ,
All that is adorable ,
all their is to ever desire ,
all their is to ever love,
starts , and ends ,
and rests within your loving smile ,
No one can ever experience beautiful
Until they've experienced you !!
I love you my sweet sweet angel

Just know.

I watch the sparrow leap from the limb catching its wings on the currents of the air , a downward ****** , to elevation , just knowing the air will cradle its means of travel off the ground.
The eastern horizon always hosts the dawn ,
Along with the announcement from the rooster ,
until the western skyline harbors the dusk.
The sea otters hold hands when they sleep , to keep from drifting apart ,
and never to wake alone
A seahorse travels " holding tales" with its mate for life
And oyster shells hold on to pearls
Just for a lover to find.
Things in life just taken as is
Because it simply always was.
The moon reaching and pulling the tide away from the spinning earth.
Just knowing
All those things that simply are,
And no reason to explain
The feelings of love I've always held.
Simply just for you , I've told you hundreds if times
I never knew exactly when it happened,
I didn't just wake up one day and realize I was in love
For me it was a lifetime certainty,  
Certainty that with you it was always something more
Just as sure as the bird testing the air
And the compass trusting the sun
Being in love with you was simple something
That I would always seem to.....
" just know "

I drink my tears from of a piece of my own broken heart ,
My lips cut in the jagged edge
A reminder
Loyalty , love , affection , trust
Seems to be nothing more than a mere taboo
I never new a love that brought with it such a vulnerability within me.
You just always " were "
I wanted to be " the guy , your guy"
The one who's proud to call you mine, the one who sees you as beautiful,weather its on a sleepless morning , or in a formal dressing.
This broken heart belongs to you , now in pieces ,
But never strayed
If their was a dream to dream , it was  you ,
If it was **** attire , or high heels ,
My mind dressed you in them.
Nobody else has dressed my mind.
You truly were my ONLY love , and I was always faithful
In word , thought , and deed
For you only
Your heart
The one to which I sup , now in pieces , filled with my tears
Sour ,
Just as your taste in me has soured ,
My love , my intentions , my loyalty , my courteousness , even the things I did " just because "
Like staying up late , or getting up early , just to tell you I love you , and let you know your aren't alone.
Or that I was thinking of you as you slept
I drink the tears from my broken heart Sour ,
Just as your love , has soured on me .........

When ?

A vacant gaze my recent reflection in an embrace that seems more like a courtesy than affection ,
My insides an arid well , spent,
are the wishes and dreams
Leaving only the stone walls and empty echoes
Of a heart that still beats her name.
Her mind somehow made up,
No longer is it only me that that she wants , and in my heart , I never was ,
Seems like now , all the excuses she used to find a way to talk to me , are now the excuses not to.
She says she doesn't know what the future holds , to me it isn't a future without her to hold.
Always just a part of her life , but never part of " our " life apart.
When did I stop being special ?
When did loyalty , trustworthiness, and respect become something toxic in a relationship ?
Maybe when I expected the same?
We danced together to music in our minds , tied together in a kindred spirits gala.
Drawn to her all my life
Now
My compass , always with her pointed north
As hopeless as a lighthouse in the fog
My tears ?
So many a night lost in a confusion ,
Rejected was my overwhelming affection , and just the plain willingness to " do " for her.
She wanted a friend with benefits, I wanted the benefit of being in love with my best friend.
When did love become so underrated, when did my affection stop being appreciated ?
When did my love stop being returned ?
I drink my tears , from the cup of my broken heart , as I notice the love " gone " from her gaze , and I keep asking myself
" when " ??????

I never go back
I never re travel the lines pored
In penmanship
Although pressed between the pages of a journal
As if thrown off into a weightless universe
The basic laws of motion apply
So with every recollection
A piece of me leaves forever
I wonder when she reads
Does she know ?
I never go back
Those once traveled roads
Moments lived only in my mind
Or a blueprint for a future dream
A love letter
Intended for only one heart.
I watch the binder fatten
With each new page digested
Penned with the same inspiration
As the very first  
a simple ode
Created to express a feeling
Mere words could not.
Dipped in the oxygen enriched
Blood flow
Straight from my heart.
That belongs to her
I never go back
I never re read the waves of emotion I've flooded her with
Only to wonder if she felt me
I don't wanna see my heart dwindle
In pieces, sprawled away
Or tucked in a corner
I wonder if she values the snippets of my life
Devoted , to sharing my affection for her
I left them with her
I look at my journal
The words are there , but the spirt is let go
Along with the piece if my heart that I wrapped it in
That's is why
I never go back ....

Joy cometh in the morning

Joy cometh in the morning
But not for me
To wake as hollow as I'd fallen asleep
Another day to hear the echoes bellow from my insides
With nothing to fill my heart
Joy used  to come in the morning
The days I woke with you to love
A purpose ,
Knowing I could flood you with my affection
And have it returned
Yes , joy did cometh on those days
Distant now
Just as the faded memories
They created
You never realized that loving you
Was a joy .
To me ,
I run my fingers over the scar
The mark from Eros
Remnants, from the direct strike of his enchanted missile
Visible now that your gone,
Without your affection to minister
I loved you before the arrow
Your smile my morning sunshine
To which my world did orbit
Gladly ...
And sadly I wonder
If joy cometh in your morning
Now
Even Without me ?