breath word worship;
angel chant

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our          you
us   and  you
we           you

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let the sweat
seep,
listen
kiss
worship
the wild day.

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brilliant
bellow
woman

delicate
summer
woman

caram­el
rhythm
concrete

magic
beat

lazy
beat

song
dance

most
free
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one two
two one.
porcelain smooth,
be surrounded in love.
I am only me
thinking, smiling,
softly whispering of
angels breathing to
your sleeping face.

I believe in love, I believe in hope,
I believe in hugs, I believe in jokes.
I know there is a happiness,
a truth we all can share
that encompasses compassion, strength, and care.

I believe in life, I believe in humanity,
I believe in optimism, I believe in serenity.
I believe success will be ours.
With friendship true and open hearts
is all we need to create life as art.

i am
if he
lips that
throb heat
fresh fever
sinful kiss
frantic laugh
wild dance
still night
deep slow ***
whispering voice
melts a cold heart
into liquid love

2001

I paint an island for you and for me,
I color it brightly - the sky and sea.
Then to shine a golden orb,
a sun that's there to keep us warm.

And this island, you soon shall find,
will follow the twinklings of your mind.
So if, perhaps, you wish to behold
a sailing boat (of perfect mold)
in which you want to sail away -
Then by and by, you certainly may.

Or would you rather sit and stare
at dancing stars through crisp air?
Why then my darling, it will be true.
Anything less isn't enough for you.

As for me my desire is not so grand:
To sit with you and hold your hand.
I'll be the light guiding your way,
the supporting strength day after day.
Someone to listen, understand, and care,
Just think of me and I'll be there.

This island I painted, for you and for me
(such brightly colored sky and sea)
is not a dream but in our hearts reality true,
a place to fully love and appreciate you.

circa 2000

How far will we go?
How much will we give?
Where will we know to stop?

We share silent thoughts
Across untraveled lengths:
Always revealing naught.

These plans and dreams
Fill our heads and days-
Times stills and flies, it seems.

The load is too much,
For just one, alone,
But together we'll have The Touch.

So step with me and cross
To take this one time chance,
Or never know of it's gain or loss.

2009

In the darkness I see myself too clearly,
yet I am blind and lost.
Can't quite figure out what I'm doing,
or what I want,
I'm only scaring myself in the dark.

I wish I could run away from my thoughts,
free myself from my mind and fly through peace.

There is a war in my mind,
neither side is right.  Or wrong.
Only interested in hurting the other;
I'm hurting myself.

Help! as I drift through space, lost in the black,
scared with the unknown of lost opportunities
that may have never existed.

I need to be freed.

2009

How can I think I'm not interested when my heart betrays me
by flying when you catch my eye?
    (my cowardice keeps me away)
You exhaust me but I can't resist your pull.
    (fear? keeps me timid, not my nature)
I want you to drift away but I can't seem to let go.
    (my body is a traitor)
I never dreamed of you 'til you stopped speaking to me.
    (i don't even know what to want)

2009

I walk the busy streets isolated from the hustle,
Crisp wind lifts tendrils of my waves to the textured sky,
The roar is silent in my ears -
I've walled myself from the world,
Walking to my own beat.
Forever flat, I could never stop
and never tire
As my thoughts roam beyond these crowded streets.
I remember smells that exist no longer:
Cities smell only of concrete and pollution.
Childhood smells of wet air,
The tangy sweet-sour of decaying plants;
Sounds of burbling water and crunchy leaves,
Softly shifting branches in the breeze;
Tastes of smoke and evergreens;
And feels of cold stiff cloth against my skin.
I walk nostalgic paths longing for things I've left
and will never find in the noisy traffic
of the long city streets.

2009

The softening sounds bring you to mind
in an endless, quiet day.
Whispering drops, poofing falls
also adds brightness
to this overcast grey.
To sit in silence sharing ourselves,
perhaps with a book and tea.
I'll look look up at you, only to find
you're staring back at me.
The warmth of the room is chilled
compared to the heat of my heart
while I dream my lonely thoughts
from the bright of day into the nightly dark.

2010

So much of me to give to you
Now that you're absent, what shall I do?
The air is too still,
the rooms so silent
without your silver words holding back the quiet.
My sun has fled to bluer skies
yet the love in this soul
erases the tears and the cries.
Be at ease,
for my eyes are dry dear heart,
Just know you have brought me joy
and left your mark.

2009

Without you
I no longer fight.
Without you
I no longer stand straight.
Without you
I no longer do what's right.
I find I fade while you're away,
Becoming less of myself,
More like I was.

Without you
I wander about.
Without you
I drift free.
Without you
I have doubts.
I sit in my unpreferred solitude
Reliving cherished memories
Through a veil of pain.

Without you
there is no light.
Without you
there is no silver sound.
Without you
there is no day
or night.
The orchids will not bloom,
The owls do not hoot
And the stars skimp
On their twinkling light.

2010

The steady, gray rain
drums the silence in my ears and
the sweet, cold drops caress my face
reminding me, again, how much
I wish you were here
to passionately kiss me until
the water turns to steam
rising from our melded skin and tangled limbs
as an offering of love to the gods
so they'll answer my prayers
of you.

2010