speak my words

out loud
touch your lips

how do they
feel when they

leave you
are you gasping

for breath

is your mind
spinning

searching for space
speak my words

out loud

are you telling
your secrets

You decide your happiness,
things may be tough,
but it's how you view it
that makes the difference

you take my hand
as we stroll
together
deep, deep down
a serpentine
path to woods

amidst thick moss
and tree coverings
with fronds
caressing our hips
as we pass
drops of cool rain
cooling our cheeks
streaming rivulets
nourishing lips

where we taste
remote sensations,
a world
dislodged from
society's roots

we are more
than these bodies,
this ancient flesh
we are
interwoven in
a mystical connection,
constellations beading
eternal sky

in a telepathy beyond
eyes and fingers,
a language exceeding
words, until we
converse entirely
through our
hearts' speech.

Father thank you for this day
that comes softly and quietly
I stretch and yawn in my way
enjoying my coffee silently.
Watching Venus light the morn
before Old Sol takes reign
as the rays on the hills adorn
just as you first ordained.
I take up your book and read
the gospel is full of good news
your words are  mighty indeed
in me - the Spirit renews.
The world continues to falter
confusion and chaos and hate
people have left from your altar
abandoned themselves to fate.
I still pray and repent of my sin
I still ask for forgiveness from you
you've erased where once I had been
forgotten the man I once knew.

I'm tired of impressing people, or trying to I mean.
But once I win someone over, I'm bored of them

Rent-to-own heart
Sits awkwardly upright
In a hope chest
It can take a beating
And keep right on ticking
But beware of jump scares
Next to the fireplace