I am on my knees,
believing in the reality of your presence

With my mind and senses silent
Let me honor you with all my heart and mind

I am tired of the struggles,
sufferings and bitterness, forgive me

My eyes look up to you
With confidence, with filial trust

I come to you for mercy
I uncover my wounds, I bare my shame

I want to see you..high and lifted up
Look down on me, a humbled heart

Let me walk and not falter
Not to give up when i am weary

Grant me the grace to accept with patience
The monotony of daily task

To embrace with resignation
The fatigue and exhaustion

Grant me the ability to relax and be calm
In the thought of your love

To find rest in the assurance
That you are with me....always..always

You may not be able
to see the first signs of fall because
it shows up the same way
as love does
you feel it first
Over night suddenly everything
is somehow,
Different
As if Mother Nature and us
are connected
we are find ourselves changing
with the seasons
And as the nights grow
colder
the happier I will feel

If a world is known by its ideals
Let mine be known as sanity
Let all men be infertile
And all women, stale
Let streets be known for sanitation
And all babies dipped in chlorine
All talk, sterile and sufficient
All excrement concealed
Let the youth of my predecessors
And their mocking vulgarity
Drown in a town of minimal design
And shocking similarity.

Post a letter to
your memories
Say hi for me
Print it in italics
and go way back
Make the letters dance
like your love did for me
Say it sweet, say it beautiful
Sign it with a kiss

Φοβάμαι να σε δω ξαφνικά μπροστά μου, Αμάντα. Θα είναι σαν να γίνεται καταιγισμός από συναισθήματα στο κορμί μου. Θα μυρίσω το άρωμα σου και θα νιώσω πως είμαι στην αγκαλιά σου πάλι, χωρίς να είμαι. θα δω τα μάτια σου και θα θυμηθώ πώς με κοίταγες μετά από κάθε μας φιλί και πως με κοίταξες όταν μου είπες «αντίο». Θα δω την σκιά σου και θα βρεθώ στο στενό που άρχισα να χάνω την ζωή μου καθώς την έβλεπα να απομακρύνεται. Γιατί από την στιγμή που πήρες την καρδία μου μαζί σου, όλες μου οι αναμνήσεις αποτελούνται από σκιές.

I fell in love with you in the purchase of a postage stamp
I put your face and body and mind on paper
The way your hair curls
The way you jump with excitement and flap your arms
like a kid would on Christmas morning
How you were always there to turn to
Although I couldn't turn to you because you were never there
And by there I mean here, with me, where you should've been
I fell in love with the train tickets to you
The little orange squares like golden tickets
Granting me access to see you
To touch you
To share the foam of my coffee and laugh with you
at the man dancing at the hot dog stand
And when you finally stepped through my doorway
I swear it was Christmas and my birthday all at once
Planting my head on your chest
We bloomed and grew to heights I never knew was possible
And while little flowers blossomed at the ends of my fingertips
they grew on the tip of your tongue as you uttered those words
Those words to whom I have told but one; you
If I could find a word to describe the feeling of reading
the last several pages of a book you know has become your favourite
I would tell it to you
The hours that we whiled away and the ones that took up
the most of our day to get to each others arms before they took another’s
all meant something
And while the last bitter-sweet pages of our story have been read
Know that there's a girl who still writes you
You dance on the pages of her notebook
And while the postage stamps stay un-licked
She sends these poems to you
For in her mind you will always stay

He's just seven hundred kilometers away
But it feels like he's on the other side
Of this cynical, condescending ball of gas we call home
That glares down on everyone's pride

A hop, skip, and a fifty-minute plane ride away
Makes up this protective barrier between you and me
But no, this ball of gas won't let it go my way
It's a killer after all, made up of land and sea