Hit your peak at 28
Looked at me like I was meat
Licked your lips and cocked your head
Moved your hand across my leg
Leaned in close
Loved your nose

Warmth of your breath
It made me blush
Couldn't hear a word you said
My heart had stopped, thought I was dead
Nodded dumb
Felt like ****

We're on the street
The night's pitch dark
Pulled me closer to your car
Bodies acting out our scars
Bodies marred
Kissed you hard

The stars, they hung
The moon, she sung
And still you cried
As I held you tight

Into your car you pushed me down
And hoped to lose what we had found
Yet, now sprawled out on the couch
Clinging hands and searching mouths
A bang went off inside my head
I found myself inside your bed

The stars, they hung
The moon, she sung
And still you cried
As I held you tight

The sun rose high
You let out a sigh
Your demons passed
But mine remained
So there I left you
Sleeping off our pain

The stars, they hung
The moon, she sung
And still I cried
As I held you tight

Something broke inside me.
glow-stick soul
snapped
one too many times.
There is nothing here
but broken glass
the darkness remains
undefined
un-defied.

Passengers on some long lost train
never seems to stop
till we're thrown out at the feet of God

So many miles to go,
before we sleep
And they're still praying that our souls will keep

So darlin' keep on praying here
and I'll just keep on singing
Our voices drowned out by the tracks
They tore our burdens from our backs
We forgot what stars looked like
the sky's too bright with city lights
but we're still here, love, we're still here.

There's more to life than this
but I'm not sure what
So I'll just take the risk

So maybe it's not as it should be
But at least we're here
and at least we're free

We're on the other side.
With blessing and permission
We begin each stride.
Someone should paint you in your beauty.
Other than me painting portraits in my mind.
You are so achingly beautiful,
every time I remember you I cry.
And I think about things I shouldn't,
like children and being a wife.
And I long that you would approve it,
anywhere and anytime.
I pray that God Himself could do it,
but we'll only see evidence in His time.
I will just keep loving you through this,
every time you're in or out
of the sight of my eyes.

I guess I get unimpressed
by most of which I read.
Even my own writings,
knowing fully how that seems.
A bit depressing to hear these tidings,
that tug gently at my seams.
Misery always seems inviting
on this side of the screen.
Where is the romance in delighting
of life and all its wonderful dreams?  
Am I the only one to get excited
at things I cannot see?
I cannot be the only one to share
what I believe.
I promise more awaits you than
lusting over sorrow
and feeling in between.

Once I stood upon a clifftop
where the wind rose up to brush my face
my cheek,
blowing my hair behind me.
It opened up my heart to feel,
as if
God himself was coming at my heel.

As if I stood on the edge of time,
glimpsed beyond life itself,
  heard the cry of gulls
beneath my feet,
howling some anguished message
in their desperate frenzy to eat.

I breathed the Ocean's scent
saw it's deep blue green erupt,
as it hit the hard rocks of time,
unbowed and unbent,
not to be tamed,broken or trapped,
mysteries remaining untapped,
forever.
perhaps only to be caught in my imagination,
like a photo, a painting,a dedication
for memories sake.

This magic,this ocean deep,
this pure,good energy,that heals and soothes,
the horizon,
where the water meets the skies,
these things,
I found
within your eyes.