I long for your effervescence
Your charismatic soul
That void you fill with laughter
That completes me as a whole
What I feel I know is missing
But I can’t seem to control
That lingers on for hours
And in the long run takes its toll
I’m counting down the minutes
As my anticipation grows
Searching out each moment
That you’re most likely to show
As you enter unannounced and quiet
Balanced on your tippy toes
To surprise me with your presence
All wrapped up in a bow

How do I begin to explain
The spark that you turn into flame
You’re my only desire
That ignites my fire
My only hope is that you feel the same
I long for your kiss
The touch of your hand
Walking the beaches with our feet in the sand
You’re my lover, my friend
Until the end
And you make me feel like a man

The steps were steep and narrow
The destination, great
So I climbed until I got there
And then I had to wait
The line was long and winding
To hear what would be my fate
And came to an understanding
Of my mental state
For a lifetime of wrongdoing
And my evil traits
I was ushered into heaven
I stood at the pearly gates
Then I was sent down into purgatory
As my sins were not erased
And that is where I roam and wander
So that I may contemplate
The evil ways I spent my days
Before it was too late

Today’s world might seem bleak and grim
Without much color, decor, or trim
Yet there are things that still fill my heart to the brim
That nature provides seemingly on a whim
Like the birds, the trees, the fields of grass
And the mountains, sky, and their sheer mass
When the moments arrive and the moments pass
Stop for a second, because life goes fast
Smell the roses, count to 10
Then continue on, back again
Take a breath and take a bow
And live in the moment because the time is now

‪There’s color to be seen in black and white‬
‪You just have to know where to look ‬
‪It’s in the streets and on the corners‬
‪And even in some books‬
‪The colors range in bright lit hues‬
‪Where the blandness can be misconstrued ‬
‪Like with a bunch of helium filled balloons‬
‪The reds, the yellows, greens and blues‬

The floor began to fall away
I was overcome by fear
Falling into oblivion
Void of any tears
Except for a single teardrop
That found its way onto my cheek
Which would’ve been a nightmare
If I was asleep
But I hadn’t any slumber
And I was playing now for keeps
Before I knew it, I was in a hole
Exactly 6 feet deep
Staring at the reaper
Who I knew had come to reap
I knew if I surrendered
I would have to take that leap
So I pleaded my way out of my own death
Who says that talk is cheap?
And now I’m afraid to close my eyes
For what I fear that I might see
And a blink takes on new meaning
As does a game of hide and seek

Outside, the air is hot and misty
The look of an evening touched by summer rain
Inside, it is cool and calm
Refreshing and pleasant
Soothing, and tame
The temperature rises
The temperature falls
There’s light condensation
On the glass and the walls
The morning dew glistens
The fog rolls in deep
The country, it listens
To the birds as they cheep
For all that transpires
The birds and the bees
Nothing compares
To prayers from my knees
My head is to heaven
My soul rests on earth
Till the day that I die
From the day of my birth