Poetry, is the music that tickles my ears inside a birds tune.
The wind that hugs a creative poets mind.
Poetry, is the sun at dawn, that graces sky to usher in morning thoughts.
A gift that becomes bridge as scribe is builder and reader can stroll.
Poetry, is the gift that illuminates ones passion,
to bring all closer inside oneness.

my head is telling me to breathe
but it's hard when my heart's not beating
when my stomach is in knots
and you're on my mind
the world seems to spin out of control

what should i do to let you know
you're slowly killing me
you take my breath
you stop my heart

you cloud my eyes
and i can't see where i'm headed
i'm falling for you
and you're not there to catch me

i can wear this smile
but inside i'm crying
i'm crying oceans
the salt burns my open wounds
only you can heal

The time has come to close your eyes
We said our I love yous and said our goodbyes
It's time to relax and let the feelings go
Don't worry about us, were stronger then you know.

It's time to see the light, and feel gods touch
It's in gods hands now, but please know we will miss you so much.

Tempest waves began to rise,
engulfing the breath of a lovers heart.
Luscious energies rose where by kiss
catapulted him into a vortex-
A maelstrom, where drowning
in her greatness was a pleasure.  

Bliss covered them both in a timeless place,
their vessels continued to float
tasting the ripples of each others forms.
There they stayed in dreamscape reality,
as morning sun graced the sky,
and heartbeats joined as one.

Riding upon an escalator of energies, I drift
inside landscapes of stars.
Inside place filled with limitless galaxies
and endless life forms.

My veil of forgetting is released
as so my human form
to celebrate my eternal flame
that burns aiding my sight.

Celestial bodies glisten,
vibrating with little voices
only a heart can hear.
Sweet music plays
trying to awaken a soul
deep within.

Heart radiates
becoming a geiger counter
a navigational tool
for my ships form to gracefully move.

Time exists not, for all is one and one is all
in the vacuum of space.
A place of Gods home, of my home
where I now know my essence is love.

Birds awoke mind from sleep
swirling to fill ear canals,
with sweet splendor
like nectar of flower to bee.

Energies from suns light
filtered into breath
merging the moment
with aspirations.

Consciousness penetrated mind,
opening heart to embrace
a body consummated
out of one's essence-love.

Footsteps could do nothing
but surrender to dance
as if kidnapped
in a sacred body of gratitude.

A grand place to be in,
as day is started
and blessings arrive.