he
was
a closed
book
as my pages
moved
with
the wind

Have a care,
they said
if the wind changes you’ll stay like that

and I think I missed the breeze
that fixed me in place
in among the hurricane days,

but the aches and pains
don’t shift no more,
just there
to be muted
by whatever suits
and ties

You,
let me
fly away into
an invisible stream
that carried me all the way
home,
back around the bend and into
my own arms.

Let go of my string, and
I disappeared behind a cloud.
I thought I’d watch you with the angels
but began to look away,
where there were trees swaying.
Leaves hushing,
though the world doesn’t spare
one moment of silence.

And roots dug deep beneath
my own plot of dirt,
where you stepped between
the seeds without
looking down, and
pressed the soles of your
shoes
into my chest

There is a god for every thing
There is a god for every thought
There is a god for every spring
There is a god for every drought

I walk amidst their creeping shadows
Swim in the deeps, crawl in the shallows

There is a boat for every sea
And there's a buoy for drowning men

But there ain’t
One god.

There is a crown on every being
There is a staff in every hand
It doesn’t matter what you have seen
It only matters now where you stand

I walk amidst their flickering shadows
Bask in the breeze, dance in tornadoes

There are birds for every wind
And there are wings for broken men

But there ain't
One god.

Sometimes,
I want to tell you about the night cold,
and my cigarette lit on my right hand,
and a poem that describes everything
I see the day I pass,
and the sad song,
and dim light on my eyes,
and your eyes will see me from the screen on your phone,
and that melody of a night owl,
and the moon,
and the wind,
and the last breath your fragrance clothes on my jacket,
and your lips hanging out my rose,
I gave you.

I want to run until my knees hit the concrete
towards the grass
towards the earth
away
gravel grazes grit splinters ****** shins
yet still leaping
body tilted
in battle with the wind.

My perfect midnight summer ocean,
is how I'd describe you.
Sometimes stormy,
Sometimes windy,
Calm most of the times,
and never ending layers of love for me.
I can sink in deep, deep in these layers,
and yet won't touch the ground.
oh, look here! What I found?
I found my life in you,
With endless pearls to treasure around.