The tender

sigh upon

your breath,


the whisper

of something

misplaced

in your

life before.


I hold

near to

my heart ,

and with

all the
pieces

of your
life that
are
you.


I find

peace and

love,

and a
warm

and gentle

place to

place my

soul.

and in

your arms

that embrace

me I am

whole and

you are

whole,

and we

are complete

in love
with
one
another..


we are

one in this

passion
night.

.
where our

sighs
do not

wander
unanswered

and our

dreams

fill the
sky.

and you

open to

receive

me ,

with

trust and

hope in

your sighs.

and I give

you deep,

I give you

full.

and

your pleasure

is a
blessing

to my

eyes.

There is a

sun patch

over your

shoulder just

backside

over that

hill,



a gift

from a

angel perhaps

to celebrate

and drink

full of

this moment.



let's sit

and daydream

for a while

and laugh at

odd stories,



and talk

about bad

poets and

sad poems

that we have

both written

a few,



let's take

a moment

to breathe in

each others

glory,



and laugh

and play

like children

often do.



tag your it!



and it

sets

your golden

fleece hair

dancing upon

the wind,



like a wildfire

out of control.



like a

force of

nature without

measure.



and your

laughter

is a

gentle

respite my

soul to

enjoy and

dream about.



on this

Tuesday morning

on a hill



with your

glorious

smile,



and jelly bean

eyes of



perfect blue...

this time,

like old

clothing

that no

longer

fits.

or a

last breath

from a

martyrs

mouth.

there is

love for

you.

encouragement

of saints.

and you

have made

a difference

in me,


like a hot

desert wind

to the

sandstone

in a

canyon's

calico

wall.

over time

under you.


and I am

the better

for it.

and you

called me

to look

at myself.


you made

me stand up

naked

unafraid.

and you

loved me.

without

doubt.


bathed in

the tears of

our joy.

and in

a moment's

christening

God gave

me

you.

Today as
I listened
to you I
witnessed
God bleed,

in an isle
at a local
market,


and all
color
fell
from the
sky.

and I listened
to you
with all
of my might.

and I
was suddenly
a poet
of small
things,

and a
messenger
of skeleton
words.

a thrower
of bricks
through
the  looking
glass window.

and for
a moment
I lost
all-purpose.

I was
there
you were
there,

and we
were a
great gift
to one
another
that no one
else could
see.

and I
was looking
at you,

and suddenly
you knew
and I knew,

and God
touched
us with
a great truth,

and suddenly
my whole
universe was
right with
you there.

right
between
the eyes.

(for a friend  who is slowly passing from a rare brain disease )


it is late,

the  moon hangs

over you like a

broken love

sentence

from another

fallen

relationship.



and what is to

become

of you,

and stirred

heartbeats,

that make

me think

that you

and I have

have shared

many

moments

like these

before.



and so I

will write

to you.

my muse

for a time,



and you

perhaps

will simply

half smile at

me in return.



and that

my friend

will

make all

the difference

in the world...

love is
a highway.

that we
travel the
back
roads to
fate's
beginnings
and uncertain
endings.

that leave
us all
weary,

and confused
by the
headlights
of destiny's
verdicts
in our
eyes.

and the
lies
of first
kisses,

and naked
rides home
of our
youth.

the getting
on and
the getting
off of
one another.

and the
journey
carries us
and the
road
shapes us,

and the
grooves
and cracks
leave us,

for dead
sometimes.

alone on
the side
of the
road,

or squinting
hard
into life's
rear view
mirror,

trying to
recognize
someone
you thought
you knew
a long long
time ago.

or looking
across a
bed and
whispering
to the dark

a name
you vaguely
want to
remember.


love is a
highway

like that
sometimes,
.
that leaves
us passing
one another
in the night.

a broken
white line

you try
your best
to always
know

what
side
you are
on.

let pour
the crystal
water fall
over me.

let it
reign
in my
soul, and
nurture
me
by it's
touch.

this day dream
of you
that I have.

let your
kisses
of karma
upon my neck
excite you.

and send
you a ******
child.
to the places
still
undiscovered
in your
heart.

and let the

waterfall
cleanse
us,

to dream of
what may
come.



and love

till the

stars

come

home.

The daylight
broken.

your heart
lying still
under a
cellophane
skin,

waiting
patiently
for me
to unwrap
it.

from afar.

a picture
in my
head
of someone
that you
might
be.

sundial
wishes
and deep

open
mouth
kisses.

parades
celebrated
without
reason,

rac­ing
across
skies,

just at
the thought
of seeing
you in

a dream

again.

shared
breaths
giving
life
to one
another.

dangling
whispers
heard
deep under

silk covers
in the
night.

only
by those
who
strive
to truly
hear
them.

unafraid
to harvest.

to give
mercy.

to give
tenderness
to this

night.

The rabbit
hole opens,

swallows you
whole.

no lifeline
no looking  
back.

love on
the run.

like a
wild river
****** in
a Cajun
storm.

an unexpected
change

of course
tumbling over
and over
yourself.

an unexpected
naked
circumstance
of souls.

veins in
your heart
pulse in
a barren
body of  lies

that stings
your ears
and rots your
tongue..

like poison
spawn from
the lips of
false passion.

and the

curse of

devil kisses.


everyone
must die
in truth

to begin.

this journey
back to truth

to love again,

without that


no one

ever gets

out of here

alive.

know.

this.



I have

the same

dreams,



I feel

the same

change

of seasons

and need

for restless

walks..



I hunger

for the

same

desires

and union

of souls.



and I

will find

you .



in the

wind

touching

my face,



in ancient

spirit

calls..



in diamond

speckled

skies

at night.



know this.



from

this moment

on I  will

hold

closer

still



the sunrise

when I

first awake.



and sigh....

for you.

Handle with care,

the older I get,

the emptier

my southern

comfort whiskey

glass appears..


falling from

your bright

baby blue eyes

can always be

hazardous

to my health.


begging for

your love

I have

lived too

long in

the humiliation,


so much so

that now

it almost

feels like

home.


another

black stone beach

summer gone,

ran away

like a old

dog that

has been kicked

one too

many times.

what becomes

of these illusions


just wasted

on your kisses.


love.a

scab that

I peel off

from my

tender flesh

heart now

and then.

here one

moment gone

the next.


took a detour

in reality,

I found you,


and then just

fell out

of sight for

a couple

of years.


with smoke nylon

leggings

hung around

my neck.


and a note

that you

left ...


that read

return to

sender.


like anyone in

hell knows

where or who

that is

anymore.

This night

feed the
chattering
mice,
their due.

water the
plump
sphered
sunset
pumpkin

moist.

and may
all your
fairy
tale
dreams
all come
true.

and in
your
celestial
dance,

that binds
the hearts
of mortal
men.

and fires
their noble
passions
of intimacy
and awe...

lay their
hearts
gently
down
upon
your
pillow,

and
fetch the
midnight
stars,

to be
the
lights
that
shine
in your
eyes,

until
the cool
waters
of souls

are quenched.


till this
moment
of night
claims

it's
prize.

a poem for a friend who is slowly dying from a rare brain disease


this day.



nothing

left in

my old

jean pockets,



only a

point

of view

you,



and it is

as soothing

as a

summer

california

sun upon

my body,



and as

holy

as a

sermon

from my

sunday

church.



I kick

off my

shoes

and run

my feet

through

this park's

uncut grass,



I am

certain

some where

in Carolina

that you

must be

doing the

same,



then I

pause

look up

at the

clouds,



and I

wish upon

them to

myself.



please one

of you

take me

to where

you are.,



but only

silence

greets me

as they

pass from

view.



and I am

left behind

once again.



with this

day

and this

point of

view of

you.



that tastes

like



honey upon

my lips..

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.

*******

kisses

unafraid.


weep to
me your
hard kept
secrets,

let me
taste them
upon my
tongue,

fall to
me the
pieces of
you from
this heavenly
night,

and in
your hands
I will
lie the
pieces of
my soul.

unconditionally

open your
heart
and bleed
to me
all your
hopes and
your wants.

and let
your sighs
rise upon
this yellow
pillow in
our lust.

and in
this moment.

all of
you will
be all
of me.

and you
will never
be alone

again.

I awake
to the
morning
dawn
to serve
you,

my prayers
to the
sunrise
echo of
you,

and the
troubled
roads that
you  may
find on
your way .


I lie
down
before
you.

I take
back  the
jagged
stones that
rise to
cut your
feet,

that lie like
pirate
robbers
in wait
along
your path.

I lay
smooth
the brown
rubble
stones
of doubt
and fear
that rise
to blind
your eyes,

and shatter
your dreams
to the
earth like
broken
shards
of glass.

and at
days end,

I sit
to wash
your feet
and kiss
your smile

and shed
the sin
and misled
promises
of life
from your
dreams,

that this
broken
world has
laid
upon you.

so in
this journey
you are
never alone.

and I
will always
be the
one who
kneels
and
awaits
patiently
for you.

till the
sun runs
out of
light,

till your
weary
bones
grow tired
and dry.

and retire
to their
final rest,

till the
end of
the road
is done.

till the
colors in
your eyes
all run
dry.

My love
inhales.

I take
your breath.

scorpion
tracks
of salt
from
the hot
sun
run down

your
golden
tanned
back.

you arch
to receive
me.

my body
slopes
to deliver.

and stars
collide.

and
black stone
belly clouds
burst to

deliver
white
snow
diamonds

from the

empty sky.

heavens
rage,

love binds
us eternal.

this dream

I have
of you.

There  is
a quiver
in your
lips,

where a
moment
ago
my lips
used
to be.

a gentle
nod of
your eyes
where my
dreams
fell
asleep
from the
night
before.

and your
tangled
angel hair,

lies across
my arms
in perfection
like the
bloom of
a thousand
wild flowers

on a hill,

and my
body
aches
at the
sight
of you,

and my
flesh
runs
deep
to your
tender
embrace,

much like
moons to

stars at
night.

that know
exactly
where
they were
meant
to be.

and I reach

for you.

once again,

in my
hands just
out
of grasp,

my heart

tangled in
the dry
weeds of
deceit just
below my
feet.

I stumble
bleeding
from  this
experience
of loving
you.

but you
will never
tend my
wounds

to heal.

or give false
witness to
my scars

to rectify.

should of
worn blinders
to shield
me,

from false
hopes,

or falling
into the pit
of being
alone
again,

without
promise
insight.

this cantaloupe
moon sighs
over me.

and once
again
I still think
of you

and what
was lost

that should
of been

found.

Let the
Kraken
come
to pull
me down,

deep
into your
eyes.

to drown
and never
let my
body
go.

to wander
unsaved
through
heaven's
gate.


or the
forgiveness
of a
single
kiss.


bury
me cold
in the
corners
of your
smile.

and let the
halls
of time
echo
with your
voice
and laughter.

in all that
you did
to me.

and all
that
I thought
you
might.

I am
the fool
for
knowing
you.

for walking
one
step,

with your
hand in
mine.

to nowhere
places.

where
you throw
away.

things
no longer
needed.

or people
that
no longer
amuse
you.

to that
place

that in
the deep
slumber
of time.

that I will
come to
know

far too

well.

Cumulus clouds

building up


like a child's


preschool

blocks on

the horizon.


neatly placed

one on
top of
the other.

uncertain what

their final

form might be.
and beneath them


we dangle
and tangle

in mid
afternoon
conversation



looking for
a word


stretching for
an emotion.


what left
footed


dancers
our hearts

we have

become…



both of us


unwilling
to be

the first
to admit

that our
relationship


wasn't ever
love

to begin
with.

Siren love

quench my

thirst,

roll over

and under

me,

bring life

to my

fields

of green,


give me

pleasure

as I

lay upon

you.


etch your

markings

on the

sandstone

rock

over a thousand

of years

of time.


spray my

face with

salt

on my skin,



to give

my body

a calico

shimmer

in the

summer

light..


let me

splash

and dance

in your

spirit.


let me

fall

hard

after

I have

drank

a case

of you.


carry me.

always

in this

magical spirit

of you..


Hold your
breath in

trust in me.

let my
words
pour over
you.

and quench
your thirst.

with innocence
and grace.

let my
desires
melt
upon
your lips.

and your
passions
kindle
fire in
my every
bone.

let our
tongues
lie in
silence
exhausted.

and our
dreams
no longer

abandoned
in the
night.

let us
pass
through
these
moments ,

of growing
old.

naked
unafraid.

raging to
the night.

for one
more
moment

of us.

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


You have
become
to me

a river to
float
my spirit
away
on.

the tenderest
of places
to plant
a prodigal
seed.

where the
trees
in my life
were cut
down
cold,

and left
to barren
long ago.

naughty
at the
sight
of you.

joyous
in celebration
at 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

tonight..

I dream
just outside
your smile.

just close
enough
for you
to know
that I
am there.

brushing
your hair
with a
touch,

moving
to reach
for your
hand with

a thought.

in a
moment
of my
own
redemption,

and stars
shine
brighter
in your
eyes,

than I
have ever
seen
before.

and what's
to think
of this
moment,

but to
live it
with all
of my
heart.

and balance

with the

universe.

and nothing

could touch

me more,



but the

simple gift

of your

smile,



and for

you to

acknowledge



we are here.

In a moment

you vanish

like the morning

dew,



suddenly but

still,



I feel your

moisture

on my face.



the presence of

your well

being.



and in

the dark

places that

sometimes

you sit,



though I

cannot find

you,



a prayer

is just above

your head.



a thought

for you

to wrap

your dreams

around.



and all

that was

before is

now a

reflection

of the

sunlight

in your

eyes.



and it

is a calm

and carries

the salvation

of  the

twinkling

of an evening

star.



may your

sometime tears

dry,



may your

broken hearted

moments mend.



and above

all may

I be the

one to

find you.



in the

moment after

come to

heal.

Tonight.

your love
is buried
37 years
deep.

guarded
by fences
and feelings
sharp.

captured
there
but
not
tamed.

or given

openly to
another
in trust
or complete
surrender.

and you
will not
compromise,

or alter
a degree
to this
course
of life
and love

that you
are on.

so I
follow
in your
wake.

taste
the air
from
your
lips.

shadow
your smile
in my
dreams

yearning
for the
day.

when I
call the
place

beyond
your
fences

home...

Bury the

time of

past moments

that you

found yourself

fighting

against

the wind.



sit with

me under

calico cat

colored

skies that

surround

you like

a song

deep inside

your heart.



season to season

in doubt

return to

these pages

again.



and I

I always will

be here for

you waiting.

Till
the end

of stars,

and deep

dark places.

lean
on me.

baptize
yourself
in a
piece of
sky,

and I
will hear
your
prayers.

roll down
a meadow
hill as
a child
of our
mother
earth.

and
I will
celebrate
in your
laughter.

lie down
to dream
at night
and whisper
all your
doubts
and trials
by fire.

and my
soul will
be your
pillow
and keep
your whispers

safe.

we do
not strive.

we are.

we do
not see
with our
eyes
we dance
naked
in our
spirits.

to know
the difference.

of black
and white.

to cry
and mean
it.

to love
and be
true
to it.

at all
costs.

like river
reflecting
sky.

grain to
earth.

life
to death.

we are
of this
place

for the
beating
of a heart.

for the
failing light
on a
horizon"s
line.

and I
thank
God.

for meeting
you.

and for the
poems
that I
write
you

tonight.

give birth

to my dreams

each morning,


and I

will

lie over

you and

protect

and worship

your day...


I will be

the rain

to your

fertile

fields and


calm and

bend gently

your path,


as you

walk under

sun and sleep

under ******

night.


let me

be the water

that finds

deep roots,


even when

there is

no hope

to be

found in

your heart.


and I

will lie

over

you there


and everything

you do


will be

full into

my eyes.


and from

this life

to the next

and then

back again


my heart


will be

your sky.

You take
my
breath
away
with
your

teardrop
smile.

your imaginary

fire *******
kisses

and angel
laughter
in the
middle
of our
night.

while
a canopy
moon crests
over a
star
filled
night.

the heavens
bend
to you.

and your
gentle
ways.

and your
angel
smile.

and to
all the
wonders
about
you that
I hold
so dear
to me.

the celebration
of sky
is you

in all
this sky
can hold.

and a
moment
without
you.

would
certainly
be the
absence

of sky

itself.

morning thoughts

and the
thought of
you that
catches
my breath
during the
day and
the deep
swallow,


whenever
your name
passes
my lips.


are all
held dear
to me
as sun rises
and sunsets,
and the
twilight
glimmer
between
the two.


moments
held dear
to my
heart are
you.

and beautiful
lies within
you,

there
inside
your eyes.

and a
million
thoughts
and dreams
come true.

held still
inside
your
heart.

and romance

is your
touch,

and passion

the tear
that bleeds,

down
across
your
rose
pedal
lips.

at midnight

when lovers
love.

and destiny
becomes
fate.

and time
leaves

us here

together.

The moment is

incased

in shattered

glass

in your

head,



a memory

you wear

like cheap

clothing

torn and

a little bit

tattered

for all

to see.



it keeps

you a

prisoner

in your

day.



like the

sour taste

of a

spoiled

apple that

you can't get

out of

your mouth.



or a grapevine

broken from

your heart

that can't

find another

life to

take root..

within.



in moments

like these

I think about

you in

clouds

and send

you hope

and dreams

to look

forward to.



and cool

pillow thoughts

to lay your

head upon.



you are

not alone

look up.



in clouds



we are

there.

Rolling like

thunder under

morning sheets...

taste of your

body overwhelms

me as your

climaxes

cascade

upon me

one after

another

after

another.


our bodies

trembling

then finally

put to rest.


as we

surrender

next to

each other

in deep

passioned

breaths,


like two

spoons

washed and

cleaned,


then put

away

until love's

next

heavenly

feast.

And in

between

your thoughts of

shadow and

light,



and between

your breathing

of sighs

and whispers,



seek me

there.

let me in

to  your quiet

moments

of hope

and despair.



wrap them

around me,



let the

universe

sing and

dance.



and in

your eyes

allow  me

to see

the million

stars that

make them

shine,



like nothing

that I

have ever

seen.



and hold

your  body

still,



so I might

feel your heart

beating against

mine,



like great

oceans

to shore,



tides in

tides out,



but always to

return to

this place

again



with you.

(for a friend who still wears the
scars deep from ****)


Years later

like old black

shoes he

will never

wear again.

your covered

in secrets

and cobble

webs that

watercolor

your eyes in

only grey

and black.

and love

no longer

clings

to you,

you fear it

and like

a beaten

fish.

teeth bloodied

and crimson red.


you catch it

and then

without

ceremony

throw

it back.


his arms

are still

all around

you his

mouth tearing

flesh from your

lips.the

pressure of

his weight

is all

encompassing.


and he

is not

sorry,

and he

never will

be.


he only

fantasized about

a moment

and then

the moment

set him

free.

it is
the upside
moments
that I
remember
most about
you,

when I
see you
and  I
never know
quite what
to say,

like a child
standing
giving a

presentation
in front of
their class
for the first
time.

I mumble
stumble through
my words
and then
go off

and laugh at
myself
for awhile.

you tell
me about
your family
and work
things that
you really
don't like
to do.

and all the
while I
am thinking
how fortunate
anyone is
who in
that day
gets to sit
and talk
with you
awhile..

with their
upside
down feelings
and smiles
on their
faces.

looking back
at you
like it was
the first time
that they
ever saw
your face.

trust me
when I say
for I
have felt
the moment
often,

when they
have fallen
under the
canopy
of your
eyes.

there is really

no place else
that they
or I
would rather

be.
,

It  is

the child in

your eyes

that makes

everything

new again.


the capture

of your smile

that I

can never

forget.


the turn

of your face

to kiss me,


the caressing

of my hands

behind your

head as

I press your

lips hard

to mine.


and even

time stops

to watch us.


and love

comes

to bathe

in our

hearts.


and anyone

who sees

us would

surely know.


I have

found

you at

my rainbows

end.

Your laughter

is like

a lover's

embrace

around me.



from the

moment

I hear

it .



it is

the only

place

I want

to be.



tangled

in your

afternoon

thoughts,



deep in

your early

evening

kisses.



in places

that we

can only

be.



together

forever

as one.



truthful

to ourselves.



naked to

celebrate

the dawn.

I can
still feel
you in
my bones,

as if
the marrow
of my
bones is
running
dry.

I can
still hear


the whispers
of my heart
calling
to you.

from twenty
years before.

it is
still the
sent of
you in
the air
whenever
it is a
rainy day,

the brings
you back
to  me.

and stil
I am none
the wiser
for missing
you.

and the
stars are
a few
shades less
now that
I stand
looking
up  at
them without
you.

did I
tell you
that I can
still feel
you in
my bones?

but I am
sure of all
the certainties
of the
world,

you will
forever
know

that.

and that
feeling
will
never
release me.

nor would
I ever
want it

to.

And someone

might stand

beneath a

falling star


and not know

what I know,


that it is

really just

universal light

reflecting from

your eyes.


cascading across

the black night

in glory.


moving on

a path of

celestial

bliss,


and I have

been the

child looking

up hoping to

catch a

glimpse

of you,


a moment of

your heavenly

smile.


as stars

play tonight

and moons

dance amongst

them,


and my dreams


could ask for

nothing 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.

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
tree and

open sky..


could
anything else
be more

beautiful than

that.

In blackened

night,

I would

bend my

dreams

to you,



in your

moments of

doubt to

make you

whole.



I would

give my

eyes to you

to see,



whenever

yours might

tire from

the loss

of joy

or hopelessness

in your

smile.



and in

the ending

of a

moment

the breaking

of a heart,



I will salvage

through you

for anything

that remains,



and I will

hold you

high to

the sky

and sing

out to God

"yes!

my friend

is here. "



and as

wind blows

and dust

settles still,



I will dance

with you

upon your

sorrows,



and kiss

your brow

and chase

and find

salvation.



for only

the joy

of a

moment

inside your

eyes.



I would

dream of

you.



.

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  and

you as

mine.

An opal catfish

jumps and

splashes,

hoping

to catch

the  early

bird dinner

of sorts.


a southern

whiskey wind

skips the

lake"s face


with the

care of

a mother

brushing

the hair

of her

young child.


in all

of the

things I

witness

now,


in all

of the

day dreams

I embrace..


there

is only you.


even here.

without

pretending.

and I so

wish for

the day

the spoken

word

leaves us

all together.


and retires

like a

poor step

sister,


who no one

now has

any use

for at all.


in years

of this

physical

place


love is

a beggar


eternity

a *****

at best.


I need

to only

see your

face.


only to

fall into

your eyes.


only to

hold you

till the

life in

this world

runs out.


and then

to die

with a

smile

on my

face.


like this

opal

catfish

with his

titan

leaps..


I truly

understand.



cause I

have leaped

into

your

eyes.

and my

soul knows

now and

forever.

I am so

much


the better

for it.

And sleep

creeps across

your face to

close your

weary eyes,



and I wonder

about you

3000 miles

away,



my destiny

it seems

are in

these words

to seek

your smile

and  one

day to hear

your laughter

at dawn.



and whether it

be this lifetime

or the next

under a

summer solstice

sky or night.



I will willingly

surrender all

of my stories

to you,



for your blessings

and wide-eyed

amusement.



and until then

I will search

the stars for

you that tonight

set my thoughts

to wonder,



if you might

reach out

to me someday,



like dandelions

reach for

the sun,



like water

falls from

the sky.



you are a

wonder to

me over and

over again.



with your Calypso

eyes and your

melancholy

way,



and certainly

in God's heart

I know one



day my

dreams will

call you

home.

Tonight there is

a small

crease in
my tapestry
of memories
of you.

and all this
night has
left to
offer is this
irish coffee
spilling chilled
off my
plate,

my love
for you
'now is
like a old
garment
that hangs
from me
like a dead man's
jacket 6 years
after his
wake,

and the
phone rings
off-key
and the sound
of silence
grates my
very essence,

like a
thousand
knives bleeding
me thin.

because  I am
neither
here or
there to
you.

not right
not wrong.

just a poor
attempt at
a masterpiece
that once

was us...

Often
we fall.
in the
sunrise
of a
moment.

free
souls.

out of
the back
drop
of a
tangerine
sky.

hearts
beating
loud,

last breaths
held dear.

and it
is not
just
pretty
words
to say.

that under
these
mellow
honey dew
evening
lights,

that my
thoughts
of you
are always
sprinkled
with salt
and pepper
clouds

to dream
upon.

and that
your
foot prints,

in the
thoughts
in my
head
always ,

fit so
easily
into
mine.

when
we ask
nothing..

want
nothing

like soil
to seeds.

breath
to life.

water
to rivers.

we move

to one
another.

tonight.

Breathe

naked

into me

and I into

you.

let me

swallow

your juicy

kisses and

bury my

tongue thick

and gentle

into your

open mouth.


let the words

between us

be honest

and kind,


and the love

inside

us full

and ripe.


let me

be in

all of

you.


like summer

in sky.


let my hands

and lips

find no

place

unwilling or

unfamiliar.


and when

I enter

inside you

hold my

eyes close

to yours,


and let us

dream

of all that

should

be and

all we

have become.


and be

thankful

for the

morning

light,


and most

gracious to

this moment of

you lying

beside me.