You know
the ones
when you
see it  
it becomes
a carnival
ride that
you can
never
get off.

and their
name never
matters,

just the tilt
of their
head,

relationships
without
bad rhymes
or cliches,

and the touch
from their
lips across

your face
over and
over again.

like  electricity
running through
your veins
over and over
again.

rodeo smiles
it was like
the fourth of
july every
moment that
I was with
you,

in our
naked
bed
slumbering
under harvest
moons in

bloom..

(I will write to your pictures)


You stand tall
by the water's
edge
as it comes
to dance and
splash and sing
it's song
to you.

your day
is full of
the pieces
of heaven
that have
fallen into
your eyes,

and then
bless our
sight whenever
we look
into them.

and the wind
lifts and
tumbles  through
your hair
and the diamond
sparkles
that spray
across it
kiss the
horizon line.

like the magic
of falling stars
and light that
streaks across
the universe.

you dress
in diamond
black
and as
you think
your thoughts
bleed out
into the day,

like the rain
nurturing
all that
it finds in
it's path,

and in this
moments grace

your
beauty comes
to sweep the
day away.

I seek
your smile,
like a six
year old
engulfed
in the
curiosity
of you.

I peek
through
the diamond

paned windows
of your
thoughts
that you have
left  open
to me.

everything new.

somethings
unexplained.

in the still
moments before
dawn,
I sit here
at my
keyboard
and talk to
it about you.

the joys
you feel.

the heart aches
we hide.

and then
you give
me pieces
of you.

and I
hold them
dear.

like sunlight
to flowers.

you awaken
me again.

from the
moment
of the
birth of
the first
threads
of my
breaths,

bleeding
into the
colors of
life.

I was
young
yet pure,

I was
then a
teenager
and wild
I was for
a moment
a young adult
sewing oats,

between the
moments
stolen in
your young
girl smile

and then
the sun
changed
the colors
of my bright
rainbow
hues,

and I
began to
fade into
this color
of white.

gently tattered.
and worn.

from life's
battles and
tender night
embraces...

till this
moment with
you where
each and
every night

you danced to
my thoughts
and threads
unraveling,

and with  you
still wrapped
.
with my love
and soul
around you.

until we
came to this
moment now
before us

the first
morning
without light

and the next
moment
that I

may die
with you.....

deep pools
in your eyes
of a amber
honey
pour.

stature in
your walk
like a
princess
receiving
a crown
in some
procession
from long
ago.

and you
move through
your day
with the
confidence
of no
stone left
unturned
or question
unanswered.

and where
might your
day dreams
play,

and laughter
echo under
the mid
winter
solstice
sun.

and who
might get
the gift
of the
shelter
of your
angel
smile.

for a moment
to bask
in it's
celestial
warmth.

not I.

the day
will
begin and
end.

and I
will
be the
lesser
for it.

When I die.

my
dreams
will fall
naked
unafraid
to your
eyes,

my conscience
sheathed
bare and
honest
to my
*******.

to find
rest
for my
weary
soul,

and
inhale
all in
this
evening
grace

that is
you,

and then
bleed
away,

unnoticed.

save the
feel of
you in
my coffin
bones.

as time
goes by...

as time
goes

I.....

Whispered
words
between
us.

your
midnight
lavender
lipstick
a godsend
to my
lips.

we are
spirits
bonded,

but not
to the
mercy
of flesh.

we dream
deeply in
a million
colors,

painting
big white
billy goat
clouds in
our rainbow
dreams.

like children
playing in
a school
yard after
dark.

retreating
from the
idea of
ever having
to go home..

from one
moment to
the next.

we soar
without

prejudice
of lost
innocence.

our feet
never
to touch
the ground

again.

I could
not bathe
here alone
without
you.

find solace
'in my mid
day tub.

kick my
tired socks
off
to the
laundry,

without
us to
massage
each others
feet.

taste the
droplets
of nectar
from your
full blossom
*******.

feel your
naked
hips lie
back
close between
my legs.

and then
to arise
from our
tub
in pleasure,

and sun
dry
upon our
bed.

as this
mid day
ritual has
become
us.

we smile.

and to
it we
daily

run.

If we were 10.

through
my child's
eye,

thoughts
of you
skip across
my mind,

like pebble
thoughts
thrown
on a river.

on a
summer's
day,

while
children play.

innocence
parading
homemade
kites a
bending,

to the
shears
of the wind
at Tempest
heights.

back pockets
emptied,

to a new
friend
offered

all that
I worldly
possess,

this ******* jack
compass,
this slinky,  
and this
cat's eye
marble
blue.

I give
to you,

everything
I possess

and
nothing
less.

In your

words I

have come

to embrace you.

in your shadows

and in your

light.


your poems

feel like

warm slippers

upon my feet.


comfortable and

full of conscience

like a

break in

an ocean's wave


or a hug

from an old

friend when

you most

needed it.


and open are

your eyes

to the world

and open is

your heart

to those

of us here,


who reach out

to drink more

of you,


like a fine wine

slipping smooth

and easy

down my

.parched old

throat.


I could

live my

life drunk

on you.


and still

I would

still be

wanting more.


like an

old pirate

on high

seas dancing,


still I

would be

wanting more.

under black

night star lite,


I would be

your pillow,

and my dreams

your sheltered

grace.


and in

these moments

of salvation

I would give

you all

that I am.


the travels

of many roads

the tears

of many hearts.


I would lay

down upon

your dreams

and cover them

with mine.


a thousand miles

away ,



only a

moment"s  wink

in time,


when I

hold close

this moment

and  think of

it  as mine.

Between
my God
and river
and earth.

your breath
your
open
heart,

is the
only constant
of the universe
inside
my imagination.

questions lie
unanswered,

like so many
pawns
left
unplayed
on a stone
tablet
chessboard
in a park.

and my
thoughts
fall to
you.

and my
open
hand
reaches
for you.

and the
crimson
color of
dusk
turns
to ash,

and star
gates
hide
in the
deepest
parts
of space.

where
your dreams
lie


and my
thoughts
and dreams
lie
with you.

unashamed
only
pure
in touch.

and I
am certain.
the
sun only
rises

because

it knows
to where
you
are.

In a
troubled
dawn.

I will
be there.

when you
need me

to breathe
into you
under
ashes
spent.

in hollows
of your
life where
nothing
is left
to grow.

be at
dawn
naked
to my
sight.

in the
beauty
that
God
intended.

blend
in harmony
to the
calypso
wind,

and I
will dance
again
with you

no holding
back.

in skies
of black
and blue.

under black

night star lite

night by

sea.



I would be

your pillow,

and my dreams

your sheltered

grace.



and in

these moments

of salvation

I would give

you all

that I am.



the travels

of many roads

the tears

of many hearts.



I would lay

down upon

your dreams

and cover them

with mine.



a thousand miles

away ,



only a

moment"s  wink

in time,



when I

hold close

this moment

and  think of

it  as mine.

The sigh
of your

angel

breath.

the deep
reflection
of your
universal
eyes.

and then
the quiet
gentle
surrender,

of my
open
soul
to you.

to that
place
that is
calm
and safe
and warm.

timeless
in
it's
presence.

rolling
and full
like
a Pacific
ocean
wave.

and all
that
is in
this moment
is the
promise
of your
smile.

and the
beating
of your
heart.

and the
treasure
that is
rich
and pure.

your friendship
and sky.

naked to
my eyes.

It rolls over

heavy on

your mind

this new

person that

you have

become.


and like

an eraser

of the

tenderest kind

I kiss your

doubts

away and

smile.


I wrap my

arms around

you with

the deepest

intent

of never letting

go.


and then

you kiss

me again,

soft open

and you

are mine

for the

taking.


and our

nights

are long

without

sleep.


till morning

has broken,


and I turn

to kiss

you again.

eggs burning

in the next

room,

skillet pan

sizzling

with no

relief,


blind sided

by her

awkward

cantaloupe

smile,

her Sunday

best

dress torn

from a

tug and

a pull,

I stumble like

a one legged

man in

full retreat.


having met

my match

and then

some.

bruised with

purple

spots

all up

and down

my face.

because

I lacked

the courage

to say

what had

to be said.


love is

a two

legged

beast,


that can

rise up

and kick

you in the

teeth,

as easily

as wake

you up

with the

tenderness

of kisses

in the

morning

light.


or was

it the

cheap

bottle

of whiskey

flying

across the

room at me

that took

it's toll?


to sober

up in

her hell

bent fire

is to

leave this

world

and never

see the

light again .



begging for

forgiveness

taking the

marks upon

my back

for regret.


pity the

savior who

comes


after me.

the positioning of souls


you may

weep to cleanse

my face,


I may

sing to

bring

joy to

your day.


and the

streams blend

to rivers


and sunlight

warms the belly

of high

clouds.


and we

are each

of these

things.


not one

more or

less

than the

other,


open wide

around me,


hold your

arms unforgiving

around my soul


let me feel

your cycles

as they

weave

around

me,


with truth

honor and passion

for all that you

do..


and just

as God

the creator

has placed

the moon perfect

from the earth,


and placed

the sun

perfect

to the

universe.


so has

he placed

you and I


to each other.


no darkness...


blending

as one...


a destiny


not two...

She gave so little,


towards the

end of our

relationship.


I felt like a pigeon,


you know the kind

the ones in her

kaleidoscope life

that all

look alike,


all at the park

begging for

scraps.


scraps of

her time,

scraps of

her emotions

scraps of

her life.


it is a

sad reality

to realize your

eating leftovers

from  someone else's

hand,


and that there

is nothing you

can do about it.


the time has run out

your wings have

been clipped,


now it is

just a matter

of time before

the big fat

Chelsea cat

catches you

out in the open


and puts yours

eyes to dead.


but once you

wrote poetry

for her eyes

only,


and you looked

at the moon even

though she

was thousands of  

miles away.


and then

she trapped

you in a park

began feeding

you little pieces

of her heart.


all the while

she was just

fattening you

up for the

big cat's dinner.


the moment right after

her goodbye,


the moment

love

hit you right

between the

eyes.

It's a
us day,

lying your
daydreams
against
the hard
back bark
of a
tilted
sycamore
tree,

watching
the child
of your
past
rise
up in
your eyes
to meet me.


so many
changes
between
then and
now.

young
and old.

so many
impressions
and curves
etched
on the
character
of our
lives

no longer
afraid to
look in
the mirror,

without
a prayer
first,

to ease
the view
of our
hearts.

and I

for now
I will
never
let anything
hurt
you,

or bring
you down.

or let
you ever
be cold,

you have
my words
to wrap
around
you

for all
of that.

may you
read me
and feel
me,

for all
the days
of your
life.

under this
sycamore
sky..

against this t

tilted tree

could
anything else
be more

beautiful than

that.

A time

under a
falling
sky,

within
your
arms,

against
your tender
*******,

I listen
to the
calling
of your
heart
at this
exact
moment.

and the
hundred
hues of
this water
color sky

that surrounds
you.

and your
sun lite
sapphire
hairs run
like a
thousand
streaks
of light
across the
sun,

and I
lie under
you,

and our
body
movements
are deep
and with
full conviction
and lover's
confessions,

nothing
held back
or desires
tempered
to waste....

a poetry
moment
of souls

we love.

The children poems 4 (for everyone )


I was not
born till
I first
saw your
eyes.

I am
not me
but you,

I have
pieced  my
life together
with the
threads
of all
your beautiful
smiles

and
God felt
moments
that you
have given
me,

and as
time moved
I moved with
you,

and every
moment
of my
life
has been
truly blessed.

different
mothers
but in
the end
all for
me,

and I
have been
undeserving

a pauper
with a kings
bounty
in hand.

my life has
always been
rich because
of you.

and as
I sit
on this
hill and
think of
you I
realize
with crystal
clarity,

my dreams
have  always
been here
before
me,

every time
I looked
into my
children's
eyes.

It is a
far too
simple
beauty,

that you
parade
your smile
across my
eyes.

I carry
you with
me.

like wind
on the
water.

and though
you leave
me
here.

here is
where
you will
always
find me.

a headstone
as a matter
of fact.

to your
laughter,

to your
passion
to hard
and heavy
nights.

it is dearly
a missing
moment
without
you here.

a hole in
the sky.

a star fallen
upon my
back.

unexpectedly
broken
below my
feet.

my heart
is like
a fire"s
embers,

long past
the flame.

black
and
hidden
from
view.

unable to
rekindle
the moment

again.

and in

the night

I can feel it.



this moment

this is

where hell

begins.

The pauses between

the moments

in our lives,

never go

unanswered or

wasted upon something

or someone so

much less.



there is a

rhythm between

us and a

still like

when the

sun first

breaks over

the horizon line.



and everything

in the world

begins again.



and so there

my thoughts

and prayers find

you.

on a walk

in a garden

in a dream

half imagined.



and i have not

wandered far.



for how good

I for now a

part of you

defines me.



and now I

am the better

for it.

like flowers

buried under

winter's first

snow, or the incoming

tide chasing away

the outward sea.



I am here next to

you in heart.

and that has made me

a better man

indeed.



and that has

made all

the difference

of day to

night and

whispers to

song in

your eyes.

Put my

head on your

belly and

;let us

lie under

the grace of

this Christian

sky of blue.


Piece with

me all

of the wonders

and circumstance

and tell

me how this

life has

made you

you.

and I will

laugh and

celebrate and

dance through

your heavenly

journey.


and your

voice will

be a river

for me

to glide

upon,


and your

hand will

be a rudder

to guide

my way,


to these

places of

you that

you have

offered few.

your words

like black and white

pearls you

birth to

me and

the depth

of your eyes

is a great

ocean to

dream upon.


I the pauper

you the

music for

all to hear.

and in

this universe,

in the wink

of an eye


you are

everything.

Sometimes

at night

I wake

with a

mad man's

torn and

bitter

soul.



and a

mad man's

hard and

tempered

heart.



it is here

that the

years

have carried

me,



to all these

unanswered

questions

of life's

struggles.



all of

the people

around me

who have

been stained

by their

tears of love

as they

come and

go.



as they

come and

go.



but not

you,



the spark

is in

your eyes.



you have

settled

here.



and there

is a

calm

wake upon

the water

that is

all around

you



and you

move in

rhythm

with him

in your

heart and

mind,



and God as

your witness



on your

wedding day,



love will

make

you an

angel of

innocence

again,



and you

will fall

like

natures

******

snow upon

a Colorado

field.



to cover

your love



from life's

cold winters

night



to arise

in spring



renewed.



with your

lover's

first kiss

of morning

upon your

lips,



and

his smile

inside your



eyes that

anyone

can see.



that anyone

can see....



you have

found your



heart again.

Upon this
white
wordless
paper ,

that covers
me like
cracked

and bleeding

crocodile skin
upon
my bones.

mourned
are you,

upon my
copper toned
still
face..

ashes
spewed
then
scattered,

like orphaned
grey
burnt
children,

across
a cemetery
sky after
a funeral
of a friend,

left over
poems,

to pray
to in
the streaked
fading
light.

my spirit
cast
to uncertainty.

no destination.

a wayward

vessel with

oars left
hanging
limp
tired
unresolved

by my sides.


open belly
boat
rocking
to no one
to nothing

in particular,

no savior
of sand of land

to ever
kiss and greet
my face again.

now
angels
sing
in darkness.

beckon me
home

to rest.

but not

to journey's
end,

only to
another
beginning.

to a place,
to where
I will mourn
for you

all over

again.

a moments
sigh,

as your
breath breathes.
in and
against
my chest.

we are
like sand
and shore
that have
been carved
and shaped
by one another
into this
moment over
thousand
of years.

but now
to be with
you here
tonight,

is a
testimony
that
we have
always
been together.

before time
before woman
and man.

and yet
now as you
surrender
before me
husband and
wife,

it is
certain and
true to
the stars
that nothing
in this
universe will
ever be
as great

again.

Rogue
smiles,

tender
lollipop

kisses
shared,

tell
our full
measure.

fingers
entwined
as we
sleep.

at first
chance
to awake
you,

I reach
to pull
you close.

the moonlight
caresses

our entangled
silhouettes,


and again
like a
miracle,


it is
true,

I witness
it.

this
diamond
necklace
sky has
lost
it's

universal
presence.


for it
pales in
comparison

to the
moments

you lie
over me.

and all I
see
is the

canopy
of you.

She sleep walks

from one

relationship

into another like

a drunken sailor

trying to get

to sleep in a

stranger's  bed.



titering here,

slouching there,

trying desperately

to hold

some kind

of emotional

compass.


but there

is none.


only jagged pieces

of  broken

" I love you's"

lying naked

on her

bedroom

floor.


pointing upward

pristine

testimonials

waiting

to invoke their

****** and

pointless solitude

on yet another

aborted

relationship.



it is a

nowhere

wasteland

between

heaven and

hell.


her personal

hereafter.


and from

the first step

out of

her bed

you bleed.

bleed deep,


and you

realize her

bed was never

a refuge


it was as

sacrifice.


and you

slept a

fool.

Your turn

my bones

to dust.


without a

thought or

consequence.


and no

matter how

many times

I make

love to

you ,


you always get

up from

our bed

leave.


and days

later I

can still

feel your

teeth

in my

chest

as I

breathe.


and I

fear my

punctured heart

is losing air.


but that

is never a

concern for

you.


only myself

and your

stable of

one night

lovers.


who share

the marks

of the

beast with

me as well.


and the

unholy feeling

that our souls

have been

eaten alive.


and our

eyes have

been

torn out

and hurled

through the

face of

the sun...

Fingers stretched
by fate
of open hands
lie still upon
the hillside
sloping grass,

hoping
to reach
out to you
and pull
you on
top of me..

my imagination
chasing teddy
bear clouds

running across
the open sky
that I wish
I could
see reflected
back at me
in your eyes.

lost for
a moment
in the
grey shadows
of this day.

I stop and
dream
of you.

and for
a moment
you are here.

and suddenly

it is like no

place I

have ever

known,

it must be

the moment

when everything

before us

dies.

and love

lies naked

in our

eyes.

and eternity
smiles.

And the

memory
of melting
Zodiac
popsicles,


running down
your sweet
lips. and
the yearning
for cool

pin head

rain kissing

my back
on hot
summer
solace
days,


and the

belly aching

of annoying
friends like
harbor flies
bussing around
my head.,


you know the
really big
ones.

and in

the kitchen

the dishes
slumber deep
in their
porcelain
bed,

and barnacle
pieces of
food cling
to their
smooth edges,

and lazy
dish *****
run up

and down

left and

right in my
imagination
across their
face.

the karma
of *****
dishes

and a
summer
deluge of

missing you

that just
won't
stop.

We move
in the
tides
of one
another
without
thought.

we feel
the warmth
of one
another
without
skin.

I navigate
to you
under a
pitch black
sky.

with a
harlequin
compass
of heart.

in giving

in forgiveness

to God.

and all
I want
to be

in these
moments

humbleness
and grace.

is this
reflection,

in your
angel
heart

in your

angel eyes

tonight.

A time

under a
falling
sky,

within
your
arms,

against
your tender
*******,

I listen
to the
calling
of your
heart
at this
exact
moment.

and the
hundred
hues of
this water
color sky

that surrounds
you.

and your
sun lite
sapphire
hairs run
like a
thousand
streaks
of light
across the
sun,

and I
lie under
you,

and our
body
movements
are deep
and with
full conviction
and lover's
confessions,

nothing
held back
or desires
tempered
to waste....

a poetry
moment
of souls

we love.

(to a friend of mine who is slowly passing from a very rare brain disorder, who's life will nver be a cake walk again...)


To the

rest of

the world,



Sunrise creeps

over the

horizon line

slowly without

purpose,



one day

the same

as the next..



but for you

no morning is a

ordinary morning,



or something

put together

as neatly as

a sailor's bed.



your dreams

lie scattered

across the

floor like

a runaway

train on

christmas morning.



no tracks.



Your train

runs mad,

in pain and

bleeding.



without a

destination.

only fractured

stops along

it's way.



and you

want to

get off

you pray

to get off,



but your  fate

is a broken

angel.



and your

tears

rainbows falling,



that only the

Gods can

see.

You have
become
to me

a river to
float
my spirit
away
on.

the tenderest
of places
to plant
a prodigal

poet's
seed.

where the
emotional trees
in my life
were cut
down
cold,

and left
to barren
long ago.

naughty
at the
sight
of you.

joyous
in celebration
at the

thought of your
laughters
first sound.

no longer
afraid of
changes

you bring
upon me.

let the
tangerine
sunset
lie me
down.

and rest
in the
beats
between
the beats
of your
heart.

and mine



from your

first dream

to your

last dream

tonight.

Come take
your mind
on down
with me .

let our bodies
be canvases
to the tributes
of our
lives.

leave  
our old stories
like tattered
and worn
baggage

by the
door.

be each
others
savior for
awhile.

an old lover's
lament.

not trying
to fill in
each other's
water color
dreams,

with lies
or half
obligated
promises.

and finally
when the
late afternoon

comes to
swallow our
worn
innocence.

close the
door.

leave unsaid
the words
that must
be said.

return us
both with
some dignity


to the outskirts

of our lives.

i have
broken
my cocoon
for you,

I sit wet
and new
before
your touch.

and in
a day's
life let
me float
before your
gypsy
eyes,

and catch
your breath
beneath
my wings,

so I
might feel
love in
everything
that is
you,

hold me
upon your
wrist and
wonder
of God's
beauty of
creation,

and whisper
a prayer
to open
my monarch
wings to
sky,

and I will
rise to
your spirit,

and one
day I
will reach
forever
in your
smile.

and at
that
moment
I will be
exactly
where I
want to
be,

and death
will not
find me
wanting
here.

in this
moment
with
you,

for it is
far more
than
I ever
could of
dreamed,

that a
single
day could

ever be...

Eat the sun.


then
pull the

rotted roots
out from
her naked
soul.

**** dry
her tender
marrow
bones.

she will
not be
saved.

let love
fall deaf,

to her
Sunday
school
prayers
and hollow
pleas.

God will
not listen
to her.

she threw
it all
away.

to be this.

and less
than this.

mother with
a neglected

child.

on her
back
constantly
looking up
at peeled

off colored

ceilings
of despair.

and as I
sit in the
corner.

with this
half moon
smile.

I keep
the secret

to all

of this
to myself.


that once.

she was
truly

loved.,

and so

beautiful

to my

naked eyes.

the rolling

of your

tongue

deep

in the back

of my

mouth,



it is

like a

carnival

of the

senses.



the teasing

of your

kisses on

my neck,



the nibbles

of your

teeth

on the

back of

my ear.



innocence

at play.



and your

breathing

I would know

anywhere.



for now

it is

the same

as mine.



and I can't

wait to

kiss you

again.

In the baptism
of your
exhaustion

from the

night before.


I would guard
your sleep.

and prop
your head
upon my
chest.

let my thoughts
pour over
you,
like a soft
rain.

I would tend
your garden
while you
slept, and
play
like a
child with
your tangled

angel hair.

I would hum you
a melody in
your ears.
and keep your fears
at bay...

I would sit
and watch
you sleep.

In hope that
in the morning
when you
awake.

we would be


everything.

along this
shore that
I have seen
a million times
before.

and I still
couldn't tell
you what
my childish
loves were
for.

seemingly a
step forward
and then a trip
and I fall
there steps
back.

always having
someone cling
far too
hard to me,

and those that
threw me
away far
too soon.

no pearl
here.
just all
the agitation
and pain.

in my
gut,
inside
and out
of my heart.

and those echos
and those
screams
that live
with me
here,

over and
over

again.

and to
the tide
I sing
take me
home
take me
home

tonight.

The bleeding

to white

and all

that may

come.


the unfeeling

of everything

I have

come to

hold dearly

in my

heart.


somehow

I know

in that

darken

place.


you will

still

find me

there.


and you

will calm

my spirit,


and paint

my sky,


and fall

like a

mid-winters

night

dream

over me


and I slumber

I will  catch

your sorrow,

and shelter

your pain,


and not

let a

broken

heart

take one

moment

from you.


true in

spirit

you

and I.


and the

falling

of clouds

will surround

us,


and the

crying of

seasons

lost will

echo in

our bones.


but only

truth will

be seen

in our

eyes


and only

love

will color

our sky...

(this poem is for a friend of mine who is passing from a rare brain disease)

A belief,

On our

great

journey,



we must

leave

the world's

reasons

behind,



like the

fallen lies

of a

child"s

nursery

rhyme



instead

in a

open field

I will

sit and

mediate

you.



this is

real.



I feel it

through

and through

the marrow

of my

weary

bones.



and as

I sit

the

flowers

will

color me,



and the

air

will breathe

life into

me.



and all

that I

see will

take

root in

who you

are.



I do

not ask

why.



to me

it is

not a

child's

nursery

rhyme



it is

so much

more.



and I

shall

believe

it until

the day

that I

die..



and my

spirit

leaves this

world behind.



through

the open

sky..

You are somewhere

else now,


Running full

speed,


a bat

out of

hell could

not hope

to catch

you.


and I can

only peep

through

the key hole

of your

leftover

thoughts

to catch

a glimpse

of who

you might

be deep

inside.


but I

am certain

that your

dreams

run still

and deep ,

and your

battles are

many,


and in

your mind

the  armor

that you

wear around you

is righteous

and equal

to any task.


but it will

always make

me feel

safer now,


to know

that I am

here and

you are

there,


even though

I will

never understand

those reasons.


it is

a clear

choice that

you made

about  us

a long

time ago..


like the

moment

when a

a child

first learns


how to lie.

So easy
to slip
in and
out of
thought
with you,

like clouds
playing
peek a boo
with the
sun on
a high
sky
timeless
day.

sitting
here
testing
my fortune
every time
you come
into my
view.

you are
now in
me in so
many
places
that
I call
home.

and you
are always
welcomed
here.

like a
surprise
I knew
nothing
about.

a kiss
I never
saw
coming.

you are
a fortune
found

a seed
in my
blood.

a laugh
that makes
me unexpectedly
see myself

in you.

Crinkled smiles,

leftover

******* jacks

buried deep

between my

couch"s

hot leather

cushions.


sticky fingers,

still moistened

from safari

adventures

from head

to toes.


chests rising

trying to

find balance

by taking in

big gulps

of air..


making love

with you

spontaneously

again and

again

on a sunday

afternoon.


is like going

to the

circus when

I was a child

.
big tops,

lots of goodies.

wild animals

dancing..

and carnival rides

that take

my breath

away.......

There is
a prelude
to your
smile,

and my
thoughts
some days
bask
there,

like a
jungle
cat
in shade
on a
steamy
hot jungle
afternoon.

and I
drift in
and out
of dreams,

like a
boat
arching
above
and below
the crests
of each
approaching
ocean wave.

not caring
of height
or depth
or direction
or wind,

but only
that I
am with
you for
this moment
sharing
this space
in time,

and dancing
with you
in God's
full view.

and suddenly
at midnight

my time

I imagine

you waking
far across the

Atlantic ocean,

sleep blossoms

still in your eyes,


and suddenly I

see your smile,



and righteously

this moment

becomes
the best
dream

of all.

in the
blessing
of trust


I throw
your words
into a
crooked
mountain
pool,

and then
relish in
the ripples
of you
that come
back to
cover me.

to embrace
your calico
eyes,

hold your
hand
and really
mean it.

find you
deep under
morning
covers,

and then
to just
watch you
sleep.

chocolate
swirl
surprise
ice cream
caked
upon your
lips.

your angel
hair falling
across your
face.

certainly this
must be how
a universe
begins.

here this
morning

with you.