my love is breathing fire
a dragon in it's cave
no longer speaking words
because my tongue is now a slave
it was moon light
almost pure white
the night was but a wave

Hello? Poetry?
Where are you?
Last time I checked
you were inside of me.
Last time I turned around
you were my shadow, still
basking in the light.
Above me and below me,
the only one who knew me.
It seems we've lost touch.
Looking back it's still a familiar feeling.
Again, here I am.
Wondering where you are.
Wondering if I ever really had you
or if it was just you who had me,
without holding, just bursting out.
I can't forget you, won't regret you
or the time left over since I knew I
would see you. Face to face. I know
now that it was just another phase.
No time should be erased. Simply
move on, it's not a race, it's not  a
crime to try different things. Just
now, I knew, the moving through
only gets you beyond. Avoiding
the judgment that so arrogantly
plays, forward, we're pushing
forward to a new place. Hello,
poetry?
Hello!
We're getting close.

woooosh!!!
there goes
time...
wooosh!!!
so fast,
goes each moment!
each moment
is all we have,
but at least
each moment
is now.
thoughts
thoughts
thoughts
turn into action
each one combined
creating
now
today
is just
another
moment
to create
the path
you wish.

to you
the moon
doesn't compare
to the light
which you shine
sending beauty
goosebumps
along my spine
spreading outward
through my being
you might
hold me
in your sight
tickle me
late at night
or sing a song
that burns in flames
the brightest light
honeybee
afraid of heights
lets move together
one step at a time
again with rhyme
I'm feeling fine
holding laughter
in my mind
love is inspirational
often the bind
makes it hard to write
all the time we talk
no fights
bicker is a trickster
spoiling and lime
sour spouting out
moving on
we leave doubt
say goodbye
to the star crushing ruckus
that we both know will
**** us
if the communication
is faithless
the words will remain wasted
tasteless in it's darkness
it's love we need to harness
to stay pure
to be raw
to be true
in all you do
we share not one side
but learn from the other
three dimensions of soft flesh
you take away my breath
so good morning and good evening
here's to believing
let's keep dreaming

another dark adventure
with magic in my stare,
wearing all black and
beginning to prepare.

yesterdays socks, he talks
                                in knocks
like winds breaking boxes
                                       the ones we locked ourselves into
debates. locked debating
                            contemplating:
which move to make next?
can you answer me, or be a cancer beam?
or are you listening and losing steam?
burning mass before me, the brightness in your eyes...
I had never been so mesmerized.
I can't forget the feeling of the
winters snowflakes,
the wake and bakes,
the give and takes
the honesties...
which turned out to be fakes.

it's perfect timing to arise:

I can forgive the things
that cut my strings
because like hair
my heart's in springs.
restlessness thoughtfulness,
but the ways you are true
send me blue and undo
the pain from the casting,
cloudlessly and cruelly,
again and forever may stem
from the light in your eyes,
blooming sunflowers in
orchards of the greenest grass
you'll ever find.
so unwind, and relax,
calm down the feverish sight,
dim your eyes before repeating
such devilish lies.