I love to watch
          lovebirds
It reminds me
Of the warm
I always search for
but somehow
            always
fly away

In this lone
Construct of bone
Within the make of me
Hides things that I
Cannot deny
Where marrow used to be

Over this frame
Lies sheets of veins
Screaming a name ears can’t hear, that mouth won’t speak
That drives me
To insanity
As she’s just beyond my reach

And flaw’ed skin
That’s blanketed
These concrete truths to stop their bleeding
Bleeds nonetheless
In pained excess
Wanting to know what it’s needing

Callused hands
On a beaten man
With insides coming outside in truth
So much doubt
To filter out
In the finding of you

i could pull the sheets
up and over my head

i could shut out the day
and hide from the light

but i can't escape the fear
i hold tight within my chest

will i always be running
in search of something better

wondering if i mistakenly
fled the best?

He’s like that last bit of sunlight that everyone tries to savor during the final days of summer. He’s the light that manages to fill the bleakest of rooms. Even in the loneliest of nights I still feel the light he brings. He is the bearer of joy not just to me, but whomever he me crosses paths with. He brings joy to the miserable, youth to the old, and even love to the loveless. Spending time with you is like living what poetry is.

If I was the tide
I'd rush out and join the sea
Youd never see me

I'd have the fish swim in my depth
The sun explode like a diamond mine

Ships would sail above me
Sails bellowing in the wind

I'd never search for the sand
Where seagulls scurry
Forever more banished from the land

as children we learn to write,
learn to read
things important,
things we need
but sometimes
in the thick of it all
we cry and chatter
crumble and crawl
lose sight of how do
we best through it all -
no, straightened with grace
noise crackles through
darkened halls
to we learn to write to speak our thoughts?
do we learn to read for dear knowledge sought?
It's important, we should ought
ourselves forget others eyes and
seek the beauty our hearts call for inside
we have hands and eyes and ears
time to learn, time is near
burning questions, waters clear
Oh God, let us have the patience to seek the truth, the dear.