number 4

I wish I could turn my brain off and go back to where you were in my arms. I wish I could taste that first kiss and feel your hearts beat next to mine. I wish I didn't promise not to pour whiskey on it when all I want to do is not feel. The true sorrow is being alone in this un known... Literally grasping for transparent strings to pull myself up.... In these circles we move, the not knowing hurts and carves the deepest... I just want to give in to love and live, and I want your hand in mine more than I want breath in my lungs..

blued ocean eyes

I miss your slow lip on mine
the quiver
the salty sweet taste of your kiss on mine

your blued ocean eyes dissecting my love
my desire
my yearning

your angelic touch
on mine

when the tears
 the fears
flow from my being
when I can’t stand to stand
and breath escapes

your whisper
your love
your words

return me

I love you

and in a rain soaked soul
I dance in your word
and in  your love

in your blued ocean eyes

I love
I love you

empty night

clouds move
 across star lit night
 I see emptiness in life
no light

or does star lit night
 sees emptiness in me
my pale
dim light

how I wish you were here to see me right
this cold
this wind blown night
this emptied waste
this cold night

if only you were here
would I be right
could I be still

would I sit here
 tear filled eyes
looking for what is right
looking
for you

my love
in this

a lonely
dark

empty night

sitting waiting

Sitting, waiting…
 watching the clock today I became painfully aware of my mortality…
sitting waiting for something to happen…
somehow each movement forward became a slipping moment.
 I was missing something somewhere.

Trying to grab hold of time I wished for more…more time, not realizing the vicious circle I created.

With every tick, every tock I move forward.  My life seemed, in these few moments of genuine thinking, to be slipping away, moving from me.  My breath shallowed and my heart ached.

How could I stop this? how could I have more time…?

Then with a passing glance of my loves photo I realized…

it’s not more time I crave, its more moments…

like the first time we kissed,
the first time we gazed upon a painting a hundred years older than we

the first time we cried
the first time you sat across from me in that plastic chair and confessed your love

it’s not time we crave… its moments, its love, its life…
I want to grab on to mine with you by my side and live… I want to make moments…
I want to make love,
I want to laugh
and I
want to live…

take your time… turn it into moments
see the little things
the light in everything
in all of us

make a moment in your waiting
and love

an angels play ground

The sun shines on the crisp clean snow, bouncing an infinite spectrum of colors, an angels play ground. A new powdered day, the air is crisp as if it might snap in any sudden movement. My breathe crystallizes on exhale and the pain of my past falls to the cold emotionless snow covered ground and is taken away in the days easy breeze. I tremble.  Your snow blued eyes dance in my thoughts as I dream of holding you. Your skin is that of silk and youth, perfection dances on every minute part of your being.  My hearts memory, the warmth of your lips when pressed to mine plays a melody to my soul and I walk with resolve.

The gray steely days of my past are washed in the light of your loving, gentle soul and all uncertainty is removed with your touch. The whispered words of love that dance from your lips send my soul to soar. I am free. You guide my heart to yours, we are pulled together as one and together our hearts dance as one. Forever in this grasp I want to be, forever with you I wish to be.

 In my arms, you my love, my journey is complete.

With all my heart I dance with you
my love
my Juliet

our kiss

the touch of your lip
pressed to mine

hand held innocence
played again
forever again

in angelic sea blued eyes
my humbled love
reflected in our kiss

our first
our kiss

taken by you
all of
my love
all of
my heart
all of
my being

the touch of your lip
pressed to mine

forever now
all of
my love
all of
my heart
all of
my being

lives on your lips
in our kiss

without you

Without you I wonder

does sun break way to gray cloud
will honey taste as sweet
and will your lips miss mine
when whispered
will love mean anything

without you I wonder

will my hearts beat skip
at the sound of your name
when your taste fills my mouth from loves last kiss
will my eyes weep
blue salted tears
of you

without you I wonder

will cold hands clasp
on bent knee
wishing for one more
always one more

without  you
I wonder
is there

a me