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.

Breathe, when thunder questions how long you can hold your breath
When clouds bring you to remember all of your mistakes
You will find inspiration, a drop of water to quench your thirst
The light in your eyes will shine as calmness you remake

Breathe, when your mind loses touch with the static of your energy
When there seems to be no lantern to light your way
You will begin to paint that picture of a sun which shines again
Watching joy run happily through the halls of your day

Breathe, when no happiness can you seem to ever find in your heart
When everything makes you feel worn down and hungry
You will begin to feel better in knowing that all hope is not lost
Roses will bloom, in the grand design, of your victory

Breathe, when you cannot remember the lessons you have learned
When all you can think about are the wolves at your door
Soon, your spirit will find comfort in a quiet solace there at play
Wondering what you were ever holding your breath in for

What fun is a girl supposed to have
When she is cleaning house
If the directions on everything at her dispense
Read not to place them in her mouth

That lovely smelling cleaner/deodorizer
Really makes her stomach growl
Yet all she can do is clean the floors with it
The directions follow now

A big banner on the side of the bottle
Reads, Do Not Drink!
But she was thinking of mixing a cocktail
Throwing a party in the sink

Surely polishing the furniture is a lot of fun
She was thinking what a blast
Spray that stuff right on the kitchen floor
But the can say’s one could slip and bust their *ss

Glass cleaner is probably her best bet
She can’t wait to see
But the bottle says she has to wear clothes
Because it is streak free

Crimson fades away into a sensation of touch
As silence reigns admissibly
Courage stakes a privileged claim insomuch
To become known as chivalry

Existence of noble-spiritedness speaks of gentle blue
Drifting in on courtesy divine
Magnificent to behold, never given quite its due
Delicious as a fruit
Upon a vine

Majestic is the profile of chivalrous comportment
Daring held within a gentle sign
A quietness that speaks to hush the detriment
Stirring among the crimson
In my mind

Crimson fades away, hushed by your presence
Upon your gentle blue I feed
Your gracious strength completes my essence
Silently you consume
All crimson shades
In me

Why am I wearing my heart on my sleeve
And all these stars in my eyes
That which put this smile on my face
Is something I can't deny

Why am I humming this tune under my breath
Yet loud enough for all to hear
Perhaps for the same reason that I have this smile
Stretching from ear to ear

I have a secret that everyone knows
Yet some will deny is true
I am loved by the One who loves all
I am loved by You

I brushed my hand across what you said
then remembered
the exact moment I discovered
my favorite hiding place
where my heart could take deep breaths
and move away from the shadows
speaking as echoes across my mind.  
I could feel them move far, far away
from my beating heart
taking me to heights
where I could escape to a better place,
I thought I'd never find.

The deepest pain.....all the hurt I feel,
becomes trivial in this journey
where I define myself
and rises above my existence
here in the solitude
I find
within this hiding place.
Here, my heart becomes softly addicted
to leaving behind
the complications which cling
to the railings
of all my inspiration
when I attempt to write
the song of a nightingale
and every bad memory.........
erase.

Why let a new heart shine on me
When mine is not to give
My heart still belongs to you
And without yours cannot live

I cannot let another soul
Near this heart of mine
Because it still belongs to you
No love here will they find

How can I continue in this pain
Of living without you
When I can’t share my heart with anyone
Even the one it belongs to

You are my deepest secret
Kept hid upon my highest shelf
I speak of you to no one
I can't even tell myself

When I am alone
I take you down
And peer inside your box
I memorize each item
And time is stopped upon my clock.

I am lost in thought
Of what could be
If you, I did not have to
Hide from me

Time moves once again
I put you back
Upon my highest shelf
I smile inside and know you're there
I just don't tell myself.

I would not have you gather gold to fulfill my dreams
When the sky is full of shining stars
I could not imagine how it could be fair
For me to ask more from you
Than who you are

You could bring me lovely roses wet with joyful tears
Or the most beautiful flake of snow
To show me how much you love this life we live
Even if straight from our own garden
I would love them so

When I think of how a sunbeam glows upon your face
I see all the gold I need to fulfill my dreams
Yet what makes my night sky full of shining stars
Is when you smile in knowing
I love you as you are

I would not have you gather gold to fulfill my dreams
Or even lovely roses wet with joyful tears
I could not imagine wanting anymore
Than just to know you love me
And to have you near

I dream a dream and you are there
Holding me like you used to
I dream a dream and I can’t wake
When will this dream ever be through

Night falls again and I sleep
Dreaming the dream I have of you
Too many nights I toss and turn
Dreaming a dream...........
that won’t come true

My heart it breaks right in two
Each time I have this dream of you
I walk this walk every night
Eyes closed,  shut so tight
‘Cause I dream a dream

Yes, I dream a dream............

I know one night I’ll fall asleep
From my dreams you will stay
And I pray in my heart so deep
Make this dream come my way

I dream a dream when I’m awake
You aren’t there and I don’t care
I dream a dream
I stand alone
My dreams with you  
are no longer shared

I dream a dream.............
and you were there......
Holding me like you used to..........

If a life can be suddenly shattered
And dreams can be broken in two
What joy can one find in knowing
It could all at once
Be taken from you

In an instant a heart
That is trusting and true
Can be hardened and made bitter
With grief
Love, no longer able, to give or receive
Pain has taken all hope
Like a thief

If we are given all knowledge
Of what our futures will hold
Would life be the journey
Of continuous wonder
That in each new day
We behold.

If given the choice of knowing
How each of my days will unfold
Or living each day as it comes
New, unchartered and bold
I would send my heart out there
To be broken
Shattered or torn
And chance having my dreams
Taken away

I would choose to go forth blindly
And take each day as it comes
Accepting the good and the bad
For if one never takes chances
To risk feeling heartache and pain
What kind of happiness
Could they ever attain?

I want to see the thoughts
you breathe,
hear your words and collect them,
cradled in your honesty.
I could watch the beauty in your eyes
for eternity
without ever wishing
to walk away.  

You give me your hand
and I close my eyes,
hear the whisper of the sea
and I remember how my heart
has searched for one
such as you
knowing I have found my home.

My love,
the world could dance
on the shells of their falsehood
with words
written in beautiful calligraphy
and your words
would continue to run in my veins
like Morse code
tapping out who I am
to me.

You fill my hope chest with your spirit
lifting my head
from the table of where my mind wanders
when I forget
to stop and smell the roses along the way.
Your words
bring precious harmony
into play.

I look through the window of my heart
where you
have pressed your lips
on a photograph of your words
and I feel you as soft touches
on my soul.
 I collect them one by one
to remember,
until you again I hold.

If home is where the heart is
A refuge for ones soul
Then why do so many
Never want to go home at all

If it is a place of rest
For the spirits rejuvenation
Then why are so many homes
Filled with such desperation

How can a love that once was strong
Turn into disrespect and disdain
Until the house is no longer a home
And no happiness does remain

I could never say
I would like for you  to be stronger
than the wind or rain.
You sparkle
even when raging tempests
are knocking
on the door of time.

I can hear passion in your voice
when you tell me
you remember
how I sang I love you
in your ear
and called you my Muse
that whispers words of love
over my shoulder.

I look into the window of your soul
see my own
smiling back happily
in the reflection of a mirror
that ripples stronger
every day.
I can see myself there
still singing to you
within this art
I write in my tears
of joyful rain.

If a painting of the skies could open up
a tidal wave of hidden emotions
that would change life for the better,
I would learn
how to paint for you.
Then you could breathe in
how I feel
when you touch me
each time
you look at my painting again.

I would never expect you to be stronger
than the wind or rain
and I know you don’t expect me
to paint the sky.
  So for now
I will write the words of love
you whisper over my shoulder
and sing I love you,
in your ear
until the day
I die.

If I knew
That tomorrow would not come
And I only had today
I would want to spend each moment
That I had left
Right here with you

If I had to choose
To forget everything and everyone
I have ever known, except for one
I would choose
To remember only you

If I had to pick one place
To be the last place I could ever be
I would choose your arms
To hold me tenderly

If I could only hold you close if only for awhile
A smile, it would put upon this face
I miss you more than I thought I would
No one can ever take your place

A light would spark in these eyes of green
The eyes that you make smile
If your blue eyes I could see
If only for awhile

A gentle peace would rest inside my heart
If I could feel yours beat with mine
While I hold you close and my eyes smile
If only for awhile

All this time, I have thought
As I laid my heart at your feet
That my whole world revolved round you
And all my needs you'd meet

I thought the sun it rose in you
And without you it would not
That my whole world it turned for you
And in all of this I forgot

I forgot about my true purpose
Lost sight of His Plan
When I put all my faith in you
I put all my faith in man

If there were no promises ever broken
And all our dreams came true
Oh, what a world we would live in
The days we could wake up to

If one were never lied to
Never taken in by deception
Trust could be gained so easily
Without exception

If hearts remained in love forever
Never tiring never breaking
No heartaches would there ever be
Nor would any tears be falling

If there were no trials or tribulations
No deception and no pain
Where would life's lessons lie
Or the incentive to maintain

I will be falling where the night is long
If you bruise my words
A thousand doors will cast memories
Into my thoughts

Who will then come and soothe my hours
Or my nameless face
When I cannot promise you the sun
In what I am feeling

I will live in the mountains of goodbye
Where no pleasure pains
Until I have sealed each peak
Into my thoughts

From the sky up above I will be falling
If you bruise my words
You will find me there waiting
Where the night is long

You and I will know only yesterday
Chased by a promise
That runs out as we come in
In tattered clothes

All of this animosity that I feel
Please take it from my heart
That it not be directed where it shouldn't
And inside tear me apart

In this walk I have to take
Please be by my side
And help me always see your face
And hold my head up high

Place compassion and forgiveness
In this heart of mine
And keep me ever mindful of your presence
In each and everything I find

Let not my heart be changed by this world
Help me to remember what is true
That retribution is not mine but yours
I give it unto You

Lightening flashes cross my sky
Beautiful release
The heat burns my body
Such a sense of peace

Electricity flowing through my soul
Ignites me into action
Placing fire in all I am
And reflects in my reaction

My souls on fire and burning bright
Watch the glowing trail
Sending rain to stop this blaze
Will be to no avail

I am so tired, she said, tired of all the wishing and hoping
Tired of staring at walls that don’t talk back
I have dreams, she said, I would like to see come true
I can tell you about them, as a matter of fact

I live in a world of a reality I have created all on my own
She said, with a bittersweet smile
Existing on a plane that few understand or find interesting
I have been here all alone, for quite awhile

There are many different types of people in my world
Who come and go at a glance
Some of them barely reach out and touch my existence
Because I don’t really give them a chance

I find myself crying at the drop of a hat sometimes
I am  not really sure why
Perhaps, because I long to paint a different world
When I look up into my sky

I dream of a peaceful life, not that of a fairytale
A life to share with a kindred soul
One who understands my need for space and time alone
Who will treasure me when I am old

I have dreams of living a normal life, like everyone else
But I am not really sure what that is
Is it possible that I am wishing and hoping for something
That may not even exist

My bow and arrow I have with me
All ready set in place
To use the very next time I see
Cupid's smiling face

I lie in wait expectantly for him
An ambush I have prepared
No sleep will these eyes of mine have until
His arrows of love I have shared

The very first moment  I see him approach
Smiling and wielding his bow
I will draw back with my own true aim
Catch him with his own arrow

Then I will stand with a smile of my own
What a sight to behold it shall be
To watch Cupid fall in love himself
And see how it feels to be me

I love falling without expectations,
seeing yes in the garden of your eyes.
Being blinded
as if the earth moved
when we are sharing
the same sweet skies.

I love feeling as if I have been struck
clear to my soul.
When I run headlong into your arms and find
the half of me that is,
only with you, becomes whole.

I love the moments when I can sit very still
and get lost in the light of you.
The brilliancy of your heart
outshines any diamond  
in expressions of love’s hue.

I love how you roll into the air
as a whispered voice,
from lips confessing love reigns
inside your heart.  
The sound takes me places  
where my heart leaps to start.

I love waiting to relive  the treasure
of velvet minutes I hold of you
in my memory.
They are the sweetest interruptions
and I will embrace them
forever, lovingly.

The truth he spoke came from twisted branches
Unlike sacred vows within a stormy sea
Departing from my sight with such abruptness
Until I knew that only he
Could set me free

My spirit searched blindly within my breast
For the truth he spoke to me
Knowing time had come to undress
All those twisted branches
In my sight I see

I yearn once again to hear the charm of his truth
To drown the vows of my stormy sea
A hundred times I would forsake my youth
From my sacred vows
I would flee

The truth he spoke drifted in as three words
Touching the very soul of me
Why did I let them leave my heart unheard
Knowing only his truth
Could set me free

It has kindled all by the force of its immeasurable depth
Leaving friendly feet lathered with foam
Never losing a single breath
On the sandy beaches
Where it roams

You can hear it speak in the sound of crashing joy
A thousand thoughts rushing your way
Endurance so alive and beautiful
In an accent understood
As displayed

A voice, which woos winged creatures to dip and dive
Bravely leave their mother’s side
Traces of murmurs of harm
All leave their hearts
As they glide

What wonderful treasures lie beneath this force I see
All those secrets vehemently call out to be heard
Time stands still in my fast running day
As I am charmed by this voice
Crashing out to me

I thrill at the hope of time never passing away again
To always, behold these sights and sounds
My friendly feet lathered in the foam
Of this immeasurable force
I have found

A small smooth stone rendered motionless
Debated his place on Earth
With a brightly colored cluster of petals
Wasting their time
For what it was worth

That which cannot be understood stepped inside to rule
All of the unmistakable evidence
Within an absolutely empty space
Final result
Emptiness.........

A continuous period measured by all
Formed a mental picture within
While the small smooth stone never moved
Yet began his debate
Once again

The brightly colored cluster of petals moaned aloud
When the stone began again
Knowing their continuous period measured by all
Would just be wasted
There, on him

The spinning of the Earth is never interrupted
for anyone.  
Although, faces of men whisper of experience
between ideas that come undone.

Deep questions slide into all we know to be,
step right in.
Yet, we do not hesitate to look away,
when their hours begin.

Looking back at the summer of our lives,
were we supposed to hold hands?
Perhaps we never tried, or merely gave up
in the end.

Just another minute or two tries not too smile
when reading what’s been said.
We wait for justice, and then roll over
playing dead.

Settling in, we do not mention lessons
learned from each moment.
Is this not a step towards
what lies underneath our torment?

Are we running out of time and a foot behind,
because we do not care?
Do we only commit to that which comforts
our own air?

Sometimes I doubt if we closed our eyes for a second
we would see the entire picture,
perhaps because, we refuse to see ourselves
as we are,
Imperfect Creatures.

From among dreams that come to shine and be mirrored
outside of our sleep,
we find a sea of life inside a flawless silence.
Without thought,
we cherish the intoxication
putting our lives in a state of perfect balance.

A first kiss can grab your heart
and leave it beating faster
than sand flows in the hourglass of time.
Or, it can cast a shadow on everything
that is required
when you find yourself asking,
what is the beat I hear in my mind?

The brightest feathers are dismissed by memories
of lines once wrote
about the image of the moon.
For the first time we dared to dream
about more than a jagged rhythm
never succumbing
to finding a new tune.

We find we do not care if we are bathed
in laughter or neglect
as long as we are next to one another
in a portrait where we smile.
We will still dance inside our words of love,
smooth as glass for miles and miles.

Closer and closer the trueness of our hearts
becomes visible to all Heaven and Earth
here below
with gravity held only as a slave.
A slave with tears that wash away any doubt
that what goes up
must come down right away.