All water flows
towards the sea, they say
I think what happens when I cry
Is that I would like to be washed away
.
Ice melts beneath the heat of my flesh
Life giving water drips
From my eyes to my hands
To my finger tips
And to the sea
.
Snow melts
To soften and nourish the earth
And leave tender spaces
For the young things to bloom
...
The heat of my passions cool
Like mist in the trees, it settles
On my skin
Mischievous and solemn -
spirits beckon me, they tug on my clothes
To dance, or die..

I've been washed away

In the future
When I hold love around me like a cocoon
And it unbecomes my being -
I hope I remember you
Even as my wings unfurl from under my skin,
As I take my first breaths
And fly

Each day builds upon each other
Wiping clean and making new the same
Soft leather, creased from touch
Each breath overlaps, makes no demands

Life is like a great glass marble,
changing hands

There is beauty in suffering too sweetheart,
to revel in the pains of existence
I think maybe I suffer and love
in equal measure
and, God!- what a way to be alive

In the bath,
The every rise and fall of your breath becomes the tide
Your heartbeat echoes through mutable water,
Engulfing me in womblike embrace
Small waves lap at my skin and resonate through my flesh
lapping at the shore-
I am water too

I feel your rhythms course and overlap with mine like music
And if I were to bathe in the ocean,
I'd be no less
Only fulfilled with ever more

I do not dare myself compare
Against the flame within your state
My love, you fill each breath of air
So that each word may expell hate

You soar so high, you bring me low
To roots, to nourished earth - I grow
For you, my sun
You tend to life, and love and play-
You ease my nights and brighten my day