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just live Feb 2017
lie with me
until the moon says it's last goodbye
and the sun peeks his head up
hoping to catch his lover before she leaves
then lie with me longer

kiss me
like the wave kisses the beach
drawing in then drawing out
never ending their dance
then kiss me longer

hold me
as the earth holds the tree
never letting go
even through the roughest storm
then hold me harder

love me
with the passion of a thousand summer thunderstorms
a mix of every emotion
fighting for dominance
then love me *
just live Jan 2017
Stuck on this path
thats filled with deja vu
I cant seem to break free
to find something new

Over and over
the day repeats
file in
and take the same seat

The weekend
is my only reprieve
a little bit of time
for me to feel free

This forever present
feels like
my worst enemy

Each morning i awake
sick in bed
maybe its because
part of me is dead

I just need
a lively spark
to kickstart
my slowing heart

Im in need
of my drugs
challenge, adventure
and love

Going through
serious withdrawals
it feels like sickness
as the wilderness calls

Nature is
my holiest sanctum
where I go
in search of freedom

I need to go
get my fix
its built me up
just live Jan 2017
To my brother

monkeys cartwheel as we dance
letting our frivolous attitudes take us deeper and deeper into this wonderfully dangerous jungle called love.
sometimes you will find love in the most curious of places. 
a bus stop
a coffee shop
in a bar
or at a summer camp.
but once you find it you will know.
it will be like a wave has just hit you and sent you reeling
searching for a place to anchor yourself, but hoping you don’t find one.
it will be like you have let go of the trapeze and as you soar through the air looking for the next bar to grab, you hope there isn’t one, and that you just keep on sailing
past everyone else
but you
and her.
it will feel like you are coming closer and closer to the sun, and all your body is telling you to do is run because you know you might be burned, but another part tells you that there is a mystery there I f you can just get close enough. 
it will feel like getting hit by a train, and then begging the train to hit you again, and again, and again.

But it will also feel like lying in a meadow, staring up as the few clouds drift lazily by. as the sky darkens and the few wispy clouds drift away leaving a view of the terribly frightening and beautiful night sky.
the night sky that is just waiting for you to jump, to sail from this earth. to trust yourself and jump. jump away from all reason and everything you have been taught. to trust the one thing that is able to hold you entirely true. to trust your heart and leap. leap as you have never leaped before, because if you do not, if you don’t put your whole essence into that one leap, you will fall back to earth, and land a broken pile of dreams. broken dreams. all because you didn’t trust your heart. all because you listened to all the people who hadn’t believed in themselves. all the people who had fallen before you. so listen to me. i have jumped, and i haven’t given it my all, but i haven't hit the ground yet, i merely hit the canopy. so now i will climb until i reach the stars. i will make a ladder to the moon, and then from there to the farthest star, until i find it. 
so jump.
jump with all your might
jump until your legs have fallen off.
because its harder to jump when they're broken
hey, the worst that can happen, is that you don’t jump at all,
and remain tied to the earth. 
so fly with me brother.
fly to the stars and back and find that love.
trust your heart now and forever.
Sorry this is so long, it's a rant I wrote when I had been drinking a bit
  Jan 2017 just live
Andrew T
Kiss me good-bye until the thunder stops clapping,
until the moon starts glowing, until we all crawl
back to the fireplace, where the logs are burning
and the kids are laughing. Take me to the underground,
to a place I’ve never heard about.
Make me forget how I’ve hurt you.
Ask me questions, even if I can’t give you
all the answers.
Please accept my excuses, even if they’re useless.
Drink coffee with me, beneath the terrace,
as the smokers vape, and the drinkers guzzle.
Tell me what you love about the sunshine
that peeks under the rainclouds.
And tell me to stop,
if I’m talking too much.
Because I can listen to you speak,
on this cassette tape, over and over.
Press play.
just live Jan 2017
Arms interlocking
A lock against all space and time
It holds us here
In a space
Free of our most limiting sense
Eyes closed I feel your chest
Rise and fall
Your hair tickles my nose
And caresses my lips
Painting images
In my mind
Of late nights under stars
And long days spent in woods
I hear your breath in my ear
Whispering like the ocean waves
Breaking over me
Taking me out to sea
The smell of your hair
Traces of a warm fire
Fueled by the limbs of our ancestors
The cedar trees coming to life in every aspect of you.
The memory of your lips pressed against mine
The taste of my tears as you left
And the joy when I found you again
As I open my eyes
Everything comes together
Into this beautiful goddess
But once again you slip
Past my finger tips
Into the wide world
To find another key
That fits your lock
  Aug 2016 just live
I glanced at you both,
and no longer felt the jealousy
that would linger
and peel at my insides

You never did treat me right
It was your loss to lose such
an amazing prize
You will always be looking for a piece in me
in every person you're with
  Aug 2016 just live
Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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