You lay right against my chest
To catch all the unwanted tears.
Every time that look walks in the room
You whisper to me
“Come lay down.
Tell me what’s wrong.”
Problems slip
Right through your tattered holes
Until they hit
And soak my pillow underneath.

The loose dirt sinks
under bare feet
as a new Seedball flower
is picked.
The warm wind carries
a whispered wish
while she watches the seeds
slowly drift.
The lonely girl wanders
and waits
as the seeds
softly settle.
The pale hand grabs
each seed
while it wishes it had never
let go.

As the wind caresses her aching soul,
Can you hear the redwood’s moan?
Can you taste her fear rise and fall
As she dances all alone?
As her spirit floats about you
Can you feel it take control?
Can you sing with Mother Nature
To save a redwood's soul?

The wind
Cold and sweet
Rushes at me
Stinging my face
With its sly attitude.
My mind is overflowing
With its iterative whispers,
Asking me to fall asleep.
It fills my lungs
And they tingle
From excitement.
It swirls
Through my hair
Until it tangles.
It grabs my heart
And gives me chills.
You are my wind.

Love lingers in the dark corners of my mind
slowly violating the opinions and feelings
that I once called my own.
I watch as my memories 
slowly
fade
to a dark, unrecognizable place
that has been created by something so mellifluous
yet so deadly. 
It gently manipulates the core of my mind,
grasping
the one thing preserving
my most valuable dreams and memories,
the thick, bronze lock
attached to the dark wood chest
bearing everyone and everything I ever have been
and ever will be
and morphing itself to fit the only key hole that can release them.

The gate swings back and forth
In the crisp autumn breeze
As a bright, shining star
Dances before me,
I whisper “my love”
And sing with the rhythm
Of the ruffling leaves

A blanket of snow
Is covering the ground
Allowing the moons light to glisten,
Though the trees are coated
And the leaves are gone,
My love
Is waiting to listen

Bright, yellow daisies rise from the earth
As does well rested dust
I wait for you
As the wind carries away
The dreadful presence
Of lust

Through the pouring rain
I scream for you
Through the humidity,
Through the silence,
I crack,
I scream for you
Again and again
Just waiting for you to come back

In the still of the night
I wake once more
To the beautiful rhythm
Of the leaves,
I sing along in hopes
To see you dance before me