Like forgotten lines dancing around love
that never bloomed,
knowing not where to start or end.
You will know when you look
at the blurs that form
when crossing the night
once again.

Stretching across the lines are flowers
that once planned to brush the lips
of all the answers
you need.
Yet, the smile on your face
could change the mind,
overwhelm the heart
of destiny.

In the distance I see rain
coming down from the air of dreams
full of laughs and smiles
taking flight.
I stare for such a long time
knowing it could all soon go away,
and my heart cries
as I write.

Forgotten lines cut into winds
that wander
but have always been right there
dancing around love
that could bloom.
Without moving far off
or crossing the night
we can still
smell
Hope’s perfume.

I am willing to sink into the sound
of night’s changing secrets
where the world sees my breath
wipe away the tears mirroring its pain.
Smiles are caught on fire,
wooed by this poet,
but do not reflect the same.

Instead of playing under trees,
I allow everything to be swept away
by the winds
on the soft petals of a voice.
A voice that empties all its brilliance
into our sleep
comes to see our smiles rejoice.

Life is exhibited in dirt
from the bottom of my shoe
yet never utters a word.
Still, I will never wave goodbye
to thoughts that turn.
Does anyone ever really understand
the smiles a poet burns?

I welcome hands that hush the existence
of whispered memories
lighting candles dwelling in our minds.
If you knew what was on the line,
would you be willing to sink
into night’s sound
in kind?

The moon tips slowly on the meadow,
illuminated oak trees, dancing dandelions,
Alone we sit with a peaceful silence
nothing stirs,
nothing but cool whispers
from the nature that surrounds us
Listen carefully,
Quietly,
Can you feel mother earth breath?
She is alive and well,
Let your mind open
Do not fear,
Listen to the beat of your heart,
Like a pounding drum
Everything has a spirit
We are all connected,
Can you feel mother earth breath?
she breaths with you
she breaths for you

I wanted to watch you
My eyes were shy
I wanted to kiss you
My lips were dry

I wanted to hold you
My arms were weak
I wanted to tell you
I could not speak

I wanted to  love you
Just never found the voice
I wanted to be with you
Just never made that choice

copyright/all rights reserved Joe Fogg 2011