Everyday of being I fall a little deeper Every day of falling I find myself more in And love has Never been more An honor and a privilege Than being so in love With you
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And the words that made My hands tremble To write And my heart fear You would be Scared away Once whispered And shouted And put on paper And sent over mountains And across seas Brought a smile To your lips
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And now though they still Send shudders Through my every fiber And quake the blood Within my soul I ache and long For each new moment I can repeat them And here a moment Has come again
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My heart rocks me to dreaming Singing its sweet lullaby Of beautiful you And softly I drift to slumber As I whisper To pillows like clouds
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Sitting on my pillow cloud Watching my heart Laugh and dance With everything Beautiful about you I know I am exactly Where I am supposed to be As I shout out
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As cloud and pillow part To morning light I can still feel the warmth Of your ethereal ghost Dancing in my arms And before my eyes Fold open to see the dawn With my first waking breath My mouth gently says
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Open eyes and outstretched limbs Dreams still lingering Beneath my skin Your light and warmth Still hold my heart and soul And in the quintessence of my pulse My every fiber Reverberates these words
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Another day has come Another never never For the sun Always always Burning burning Its smile And flame Dancing endlessly For the infinite stars Of your Vincent blues And I burn in synchronicity With the blaze and fervor Of the never never Ending dancing fires Of the sun And I sing all day long
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My heart a puppy In your hands As day fades to night And night gives birth to day And effortlessly This love flows To endless oceans blue Where everything beautiful Is truely found In you I take brush to canvas And pen to page And paint and scribe Of another day I find the good fortune Of saying
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The blank pages on my desk By brush and fold and cut Fill with color and stars and love Fold and shape A flower A moon A queen Little trinkets Made by hand And time passing Through my pulsating blood As your inspiration Has set forth this flood Were I'm drowning To say again
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Forevers flower In full nocturnal bloom Your hair of crimson flame Across the endless oceans blue But your floral petal scent Still fills my lungs And lasciviousness My broken heart museum Crumbled and burned to ash As your seeds Of dreams and hope Have painted Inside of me These words With every breath I yearn and must say
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Time moves to quick And time moves to slow Yet every moment endless When waking in dreams Of gardens of Forevers flowers And honey of golden blood Placed there be you And I'm lost And I'm found And I'm free In every moment I say
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Free from fears Of life and death Tearful flowers Weep in joy An oasis springs Within every essence Of my soul And peacful waters flow As these words Travel from within My deepest depths And sooth throat And burn as they Pass my lips
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Swimming through paradise Lost to this passion and truth From my lust for This most perfect love From your beautiful imperfections And iridescent glowing heart In secret shades of darkest reds Within the song of My deathless adoration Beating in unison In these amaranthine Gardens of Elysium These words immortally echo
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The chambers of my heart Turned to Eden and Shangri-la The utopia of Arcadia As these echos become The mantra and the hymn Of the throbbing pulse Of my blood And every cell racing through me Buzz and hums
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My heart turned to golden hive And my blood to truth of gold And my every drop busy Making honey sweet For my one and only queen The only beauty My eyes can see Shines from your heart And wings And everday I am grateful To kneel before you And speak these words
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Of paper or of breath Scattered paint or spilt ink In living or in death Beauty is your veracious shadow Love is the blinding Light of your soul Your heart has the Buried truth Of what makes Everything beautiful And In your presence I can speak No other words than
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My flesh and bones Hands and fingertips Have burrowed deep And lost both blood and sin In the depths of your earth And aches and hurt Uncovering both The wings and birds Of your tenderness Lost so long In this cold cold ground I offer warmth From these words
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I could do no less Than place my heart Where clouds and pillows Dream and weep And release the storm And wind Raging from within Let my blood come raining down With seeds and hope To nuture and warm Your heart and ground and dirt To raise your heart To its rightful state Of purity and desire And passion of the fire Too beautiful for this world Too beautiful for my words But I am helpless To do anything But humbly speak them softly
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Heaven has no Eden And hell has no flame Without flowers singing Or fires dancing For your name And my body here And my heart and spirit There with you And I would strech My soul across The sun and moon and universe Just for a wink Of time To whisper once again
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I carved in tree beneath the sea Where house And you did hide In its branch and leaves Where sun did dream Of sleep and mermaids With fairy wings Where I first found Your heart and dark And truth and ache And voice and tears And endless eyes Of sea of raging blue And blinding light Of the lunacy and love When these words Where first trapped Within my throat Before I dare speak
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Waiting beneath These waters deep Drowning in both Dream and love Waiting by star And moon And bird And tree And poem And song And hope And pictures And haunting And longing To come to you And speak With gut churning And heart burning These words for you
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Your every breath Your every smile Your every tear All flow with the blood And truth of poetry Your picture Still hangs above my heart And every night Your voice still Sings your poetry Before I fall to slumber Beneath your Vincent stars And dark blue And in my sleep I speak
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In helpless state Of repose and trance I watch words with wings Chase and dance My heart that has fallen To your hypnotic gaze And sultry voice The sandman has No power here All I can do is paint With the hands Of delirium And trace these words From star to moon To heart of flame
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Under depths And darkness My dreams do bind My soul and heart To this endless Storm beneath The sheets of Endless time of Forevers night Where I am tied To eternal midnight Of love and dream And my footsteps taken Have left these words Written in the dust On the moon
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To never have to wake Or take a breath Outside this Pleasant dreaming Let me sleep Here in this longing All day long In eternities twilight With hand outstretched Waiting for your fingertips To slide along my palm Hand in hand And give my heart To you To forever keep And dance under sheets And song of flame Where to your ear I slip these words
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In the devils heart A song echos of long ago Before shame or sin Where your heart Was bloomed Long before the gardens And dreams of Eden My heart fills with Only bliss as I listen To this lullaby And I am forever Caught by the desire Of wanting your affection I cannot force my heart To stop beating Anymore than I can Stop these words From repeating
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I wake with your Dream and kiss Still lingering On my heart and lips My empty bed Still warmed by Your faded ghost Your voice still Haunting the morning air The pulse and beat Of my soul And marrow Repeating To the dawns first light
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From countless moons away Where my heart has flown To be with you My chest still full From dreams of you And from across The ocean I hear My heart sing These words to you
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These mad visions Follow me throughout My waking hours And keep my heart In rapid steps Of lunatics dancing As my soul Cannot stop itself From laughing In the truth Of happiness I have found In writting And whispering And shouting These words again
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As I burn along In step With suns Heart and breath Your Vincent blues Mesmerize my heart With their magic Swirling stars And never Never Could I stop Not even after Death My song for you cannot end You'll find At the end Of time And space Through the black And void My voice still Resonates With these words
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As I fall to death And to slumber Dreams wait Beneath my flesh And within my bones Where your light and warmth Touch my heart and soul And in the pulse Of my every fiber And throughout my being These words reverberate
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Pillows take form And feel of clouds And welcome moon And stars Before my closing eyes Your ghost begins Its dance My hands strech out To dream And with the last Days breath My lips let whisper soar
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Sleeping on these clouds And pillows My heart dreams And weeps Painting with everything Beautiful about you Colors echoing Of secret shades Of every hue of red And sculpting The clouds and pillows To form these words
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My heart rocks and Sings sweet lullaby Of everything Perfectly you And I drift through dream And listen to The whispers Of pillow and cloud As the softly say
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Everyday I am A little deeper As I fall a little more And more And more in love Never before has such A blessing been bestowed Upon my heart Than being in love With you My hands Still tremble to write And my heart Still fears to beat And the words still Send shudders Through the pulse And blood Within my soul Everday and Every moment And I am helpless And I am hopeless And thankful For one more Chance to say
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I have discoverd Through ink And parchment Paint and canvass Paper and poem Pillow and cloud The miracle of you Nothing quite as Lovely or equisite Beautiful and true As your hearts warmth And souls light As the endless oceans And Vincent blues And madness Swirling in the magic Of the starry night Of your eyes Beyond sands of hour And hands of time I will paint With my every breath These words Again and Again
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With the Miracle of paper And parchment And stone Think of all the things We would not know If ink and paint and blood Had not stained vellum And canvas And skin History and fantasy And love lost And found The poems and plays And battles Of nations triumphant And ruined Lords and their Ladies Beggars and theives The bard And the Muse All hidden and stored In shoeboxes Stuffed with envelopes Of confessions And truth Bounded by hand and stich Between hard leather covers Countless pages That have survived The relentless sands Of time And foul weather And flood Long after our flesh Has rotted and feed the worm And our bones have Dissipated to earth and gust Paper will still Hold the secrets And history Of love The miracle of paper Stained by the pen moved to dance In my hand As I scrawl your name And confess
*I Love You
I started an art project a little over a month ago and knew it would eat up most of my free time, I didn't picture having much if any time to write... so before I started I wrote this out in one sitting and cut it into 36 segments to post one a day... the project is still in works and will most likely take another month or two... but working on it has to this point only helped it writing more instead of less... blah blah blah mmmyep