when you are around
I feel endless
Like memory
Cascading from
The mouth
Of love.

The thought of you
Is like the fire
You sleep next to
On the cold and lonely nights
When the only thing between
You and oblivion
Are the very stars
That invited you there
In the first place.
you are the echo
Of everything.
You
 are the inescapable mirror
That I have somehow
NEVER been afraid to gaze in.

Everything is shaped like
The world tree
But when she is around
I tend to notice
The flowery ends

Fluid and soft
she will slip through your hands
like water

meant not to fill you,
but to help you grow.

She is not your rock
in a hard place

She is a tidal wave
that breaks at the receding.

She is not the light
That calls you close

But the warmth
That keeps
You at ends
With life

Dont spend so much time
Pillowing the truth
That you cant tell
What you lay your head upon
When you finally
Sleep at night.

I shall carry your body
Across misty mountian ways
Wrapped with
linen and holly

And lament the crooked paths
Of the leather footed thieves
With restless
dirks and brandy

The earth shelters your secret
Under water weathered stone
And i'm left
ever wanting

While grieving and broken breaths
Sing through outlawed ancient pipes
They focus
grief so grandly

One more lonely kiss goodbye
Upon painted wordless lips
A last wish
whispers wholy

But shouting and sullen eyes
Scream my naked barren name
While grinding
Dreams to nothing

The blade of truth
Twists in my side
More and more these days.

And not for fear of
Pride or power
Or chapeled tatters
Wanderously wrapped
About a masked truth

But much like
the salmon

Mysteriously compelled
To boomerrang the
Veins in which they spawned.
A sacred certain death.

Not to EMULATE the universe

Such a fools errand it is
To complicate
What comes naturally

No,        
But to HONOR it.