we only
have to listen
and breathe
in deeply
each breath,

to know
who we
have always
been to
one another.

and though
the different
times and
people in
our lives
find us
wanting.

I am
sure it
is how the
summer
surrenders to
the fall.

with total
trust and
wisdom.

this moment
is just
our perfect
place in
time.

I can
see it
your eyes,

even though
nothing might
ever be
said.

I fall
to you...

Your eyes
were capsized
from the
moment that
I first saw
them,

long ago
broken
shallow
pieces
without
depth or
substance.

abandoned
left motionless
barely showing
a glimmer
of the light
behind them.

and so
I sit
and wait
with any
kind of
hope to
help
keep you
afloat.

you were
the woman
barely audible
in the
coffee line
before me.

and I all
of a sudden
was the
witness
to all of
the pirates
that had
left your
life in
shambles
over the
years,

and in that
moment

we were
one.

I know in
seeing you
once,

that some
how we
had already
blessed
a lifetime
between us.

and there was
a million
things between
us that
had to be
said.

before our
first hello.

and open wounds
that had
to be
mended,

and quiet moments
that had
to be explored.

we meet these
people in
the oddest
of moments,

when each
of us
bears an
equal weight.

to fate
to love

to one
sight that
for a
moment

passed
between
our eyes....

and then
slipped away

to eternity
laughing.

It is a
lonely
proposition
to sit
here and
think of
you
tonight.

nothing I
say will
ever
be answered
no syllable
from my
lips will
ever touch
your ear.

but still
in this moment
you are
everything,

even in
the deepest
depths of
every breath
that I
breathe.

it all
all comes
back
to you,

endless banter
with me
and this
one star
tonight,

that will
always shine
you into
my eyes.

and then
leave me
again naked
and unafraid

helplessly
hoping

you.

over and
over again,

like it knows
me all
to well,

and sometimes
it knows
me better
than myself.

I know
the feeling
of the
day surrendering
to the
night,

peeling back
coffin
embers from
the corners
of your
eyes,

that lie
estranged to
the memory
of light.

I have
slept between
the heaven
and earth
that lies
between each
breath that
you take,

and to
the vacant
black
crow's
night
we sing

in God's
perfect
harmony.

to awake
in the
morning

where
I am not
I nor you
are not
you.....

we are more..

ORANGE SLICES,
DRIPPING MOIST
IMAGINING,

THE TASTE OF
SUMMER UPON
YOUR LIPS,

CAPTIONS OF
QUESTIONS
IN YOUR
VOICE,,

PIECES OF
LOVE LEFT

DANGELING

IN THE
CORNER OF
YOUR EYES.

AND I  COULD
NOT BREATHE
ANY DEEPER,

SEE THE COLORS
OF THE DAY
ANY BRIGHTER,

THAN TO
SPEND THIS
MOMENT IN
THOUGHT
WITH
YOU.

AND AS
I SIT IN THE
CORNER OF
THE PARK
JUST OUTSIDE
VIEW,

IAM CERTAIN
I HAVE
TAKEN THE
FIRST
STEP TO
FOREVER

WITH YOU.

There will
always be
things in
the world
that can
only be
described as
one and
two.

faith and
love,

whispers and
intimacy,

the image of
your body
in my

bed at

night.

there will
never be
a moment

in my life

that I would

ever
not recognize
you,

and you
me.

and doubt
has always been
forever  
outside of
us
,
like stars
shining
outside
canopy clouds
of black.

this sky
will always
belong
to us.

like one
and two

never yearning,

never seeing
anything else.