if only we would love  
with our eyes
closed
and our hearts
open

we would not see
the outer shell

we would simply
fall in love with
the soul
the spirit
the heart
before us

for the rest
eventually falls away

Too good to be true,
You're too lovely to be real.
I can't believe
Or maybe I just won't.

But I want to,
I want to.

You are a light,
A hope,
An honest sense of
Reality I've need and been waiting on
For much too long.

Tears sting
Behind my eyes.
What di I do,
What could anyone ever do,
To deserve someone as
Beautiful as you?

I'm astonished,
To think that
I am worthy of your care
And it's a hard to swallow truth
That I am the one you intend
To spend forever with.

I am shaking,
And maybe it's
Disbelief,
And maybe it's
Fear,
Because I cannot lose you,
The thought eats me up,
Tears me to shreds,
Breaks parts of me
That have always
Been whole.

But I have not lost you,
And I will not lose you.

And I am dreaming of a place
After a year from now at least,
Where my hand is held in yours
Not as a best friend and your girlfriend,
But rather a best friend and your wife.

Somewhere
Far from here
Is a heavenly place

Where I bathe my head
In primrose water

Poetry flows
From rosebud lips

And dreams float
Before my eyes

Somewhere far from here
Birds sing delicate melodies
While Gallic harps play ancient music

Friendships abound
Abundant as the wild grasses

Somewhere far from here
Each single moment
Is precious
And special

Gentle folks gather to hear
Great stories of heroism

Somewhere far from here
The efforts of men
Combine to make
The wings of peace
And families relax
Into their most creative natures

Somewhere far from here
People yearn to inhabit
A place that can be created
A place that can be found

i thought of you as my perfect half
who knows?
perhaps you still are

but there have been angry storms
and bitter seas, and tears
as salty as the ocean, and

twice as ferocious, impassioned,
they crash against the sand
amidst desperate, roaring winds:

a cold and battering rush
of all those unspoken words finally
ripping their way out as a hurricane,

and the dark clouds block out the sun,
ruining happy days to aid us as we forget
what that bright, bright warmth felt like between us.

we run to opposite ends of the beach,
duck into shelter, home alone
and aching.

i know your tourists leave bad reviews
with every fleeting visit;
i know you pin me to the wall, a poster, reading:

"would not recommend;
the main course gave me
heartburn that lasted months"

but they forgot, as did you,
of all my weather-warnings,
and the times i told you:

"it's an acquired taste;
you can say no.
i really wish you'd say no."

maybe you still are my
perfect other half
but for this period i'm torn in two.

your whirlpools have cracked my ships,
****** my loving sailors
into sure and certain suffering;

summer is over.
the leaves will fall far more gracefully than us,
and we'll see,

if by winter
we can cocoon ourselves in blankets
and grow into something beautiful as we heal.

Pray in words
That will reach angels
Kissed between sweet dreams
These few notes
From life trapped in death
In moments of sleep
We usher in the day to begin
And end again
For our prayers are simple memories
Circles in the sand

and maybe i'm not better
but at least i have been worse
and if i'm in a nightmare
waking up is sure

i once loved a boy
who didn't find solace in my arms
but in his drugs