your voice
floats
taking me over
a magic act
emotional puppetry
missing
all of you
time and space
knows only
the longing in my heart
waiting
for the kiss
lips that will never know another's
a touch
that sends me
in every direction...at once
your voice
full of beauty
pulling me in
it's sound and fury
calming my demons
hours alone
pass so slowly
days seem never to end
wishing you were here
to stop the world
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Saturday, June 8, 2013
making love
silently
we enter into
this wonder
hopelessly
we wander
into this love
cautiously
we give away
all we are
magically
we trust again
to rise above...
torn by pain, numb from fear
scarred, seeming never to heal
lost in this moment, wanting to give...
breathlessly
we explore
this sacred place
wondrously
beautifully
perfectly...
we enter into
this wonder
hopelessly
we wander
into this love
cautiously
we give away
all we are
magically
we trust again
to rise above...
torn by pain, numb from fear
scarred, seeming never to heal
lost in this moment, wanting to give...
breathlessly
we explore
this sacred place
beautifully
perfectly...
Thursday, May 30, 2013
painted
sliding
quietly
into my mind
taken
easily
into my arms
wet lips
so hot
to the touch
fingers
dancing
brushing ~ sliding
circling
aimlessly
that spot...(you know the one)
losing
control
wanting only more
savor
your taste
madness in skin
feeling
you push
against my love
driven
together
by primal need
we rise
to meet
our perfect rapture
in nothing more than the thought of you...I am transported
quietly
into my mind
taken
easily
into my arms
wet lips
so hot
to the touch
fingers
dancing
brushing ~ sliding
circling
aimlessly
that spot...(you know the one)
losing
control
wanting only more
savor
your taste
madness in skin
feeling
you push
against my love
driven
together
by primal need
we rise
to meet
our perfect rapture
in nothing more than the thought of you...I am transported
Monday, May 27, 2013
raining (love)
one
drop
falls
landing
softly
on my skin
a sudden coolness
I stand
out in it
feeling the joy
...nothing like a soaking rain on a hot summer day
living
(or something like it)
in this desert
rain (love) a distant memory
you bring joy back to my life
refreshing me like a summer storm
cooling the air, washing over my parched soul...it's you
hair plastered to our heads
hand in hand, dancing like children
laughing, with our faces to the heavens
drop
falls
landing
softly
on my skin
a sudden coolness
I stand
out in it
feeling the joy
...nothing like a soaking rain on a hot summer day
living
(or something like it)
in this desert
rain (love) a distant memory
you bring joy back to my life
refreshing me like a summer storm
cooling the air, washing over my parched soul...it's you
hair plastered to our heads
hand in hand, dancing like children
laughing, with our faces to the heavens
Saturday, May 18, 2013
(de)construction
breathe
deep
make your wish
taken apart
(so many times)
put back together
(over and over)
using fewer and fewer pieces
splitting at the seams
left to bleed
orphaned
by hope
life is a reality day trip
night brings the big empty
pain is an attentive lover
faith...an ever-present stranger
but wishes come true...
waited countless lifetimes
for the thunder and lightning
to hear the kindness in your words
to feel the peace in your hand
looking forward to the fight
to see the world through your eyes
to watch the debris of our past burn
from our spot high on the hill...so far away
deep
make your wish
taken apart
(so many times)
put back together
(over and over)
using fewer and fewer pieces
splitting at the seams
left to bleed
orphaned
by hope
life is a reality day trip
night brings the big empty
pain is an attentive lover
faith...an ever-present stranger
but wishes come true...
waited countless lifetimes
for the thunder and lightning
to hear the kindness in your words
to feel the peace in your hand
looking forward to the fight
to see the world through your eyes
to watch the debris of our past burn
from our spot high on the hill...so far away
Sunday, May 12, 2013
sweltering
clouds form in my mind
as I slowly fade into you
dancing waves of heat
a dream that almost wasn't
more than a mirage
swaying in the distance
dancing on the horizon
part earth, part sky
come closer
angel...apparition (or both)
hovering above me
lips wet and parted
inviting me in
driven by need
devoured by beauty
owned by longing
perfectly overwhelmed
I'm yours
out of my control
taken beyond the edge
bound by your passion
burnt by your touch
praying for rain
to fight this fire
as the night falls
taking us down
as I slowly fade into you
dancing waves of heat
a dream that almost wasn't
more than a mirage
swaying in the distance
dancing on the horizon
part earth, part sky
come closer
angel...apparition (or both)
hovering above me
lips wet and parted
inviting me in
driven by need
devoured by beauty
owned by longing
perfectly overwhelmed
I'm yours
out of my control
taken beyond the edge
bound by your passion
burnt by your touch
praying for rain
to fight this fire
as the night falls
taking us down
Sunday, May 5, 2013
craving (a disjointed rant)
bathed
in stark light
felt
more than seen
never far
never close enough
thoughts
aged and worn
taken
out of context
a heart...
long dead and forgotten
I want to...
hold the hand that holds my heart
taste the lips that whisper my name
touch the skin that makes me hunger
know the heart that stole my breath
you kissed me hard
made love to my soul
screamed my name
turned me inside out
in the most perfect way
I (need ~ want ~ beg) you to feel this badly bruised but still-beating heart
it's yours now
in stark light
felt
more than seen
never far
never close enough
thoughts
aged and worn
taken
out of context
a heart...
long dead and forgotten
I want to...
hold the hand that holds my heart
taste the lips that whisper my name
touch the skin that makes me hunger
know the heart that stole my breath
you kissed me hard
made love to my soul
screamed my name
turned me inside out
in the most perfect way
I (need ~ want ~ beg) you to feel this badly bruised but still-beating heart
it's yours now
Saturday, April 20, 2013
don't stop
...a ghost
you haunt me
like a vision
you float/dance
across my minds eye
a slow waltz
our hips keeping time
whispering softly
in your ear
"don't be afraid"
sliding silently
across the worn floor
of a dimly lit dance hall
our pounding hearts
keeping perfect time
music fades
as we slowly turn
legs worn from revelry
souls torn by time
don't stop dancing
you haunt me
like a vision
you float/dance
across my minds eye
a slow waltz
our hips keeping time
whispering softly
in your ear
"don't be afraid"
sliding silently
across the worn floor
of a dimly lit dance hall
our pounding hearts
keeping perfect time
music fades
as we slowly turn
legs worn from revelry
souls torn by time
don't stop dancing
Sunday, April 7, 2013
(finally) able to see
blind...
snakebit
afraid
bracing for the fall
like a man
on a train
ready to jump the tracks
standing
on the edge
hoping
these wings don't fail me
screaming
as I tumble...
you catch me mid-fall
broken
but healing
brought
back to earth
holding us close
(finally)
revived and so alive
(loving the fall...)
I'm coming
you feel/know
waiting impatiently
we face the world
back to back
hand in hand
eyes wide open
snakebit
afraid
bracing for the fall
like a man
on a train
ready to jump the tracks
standing
on the edge
hoping
these wings don't fail me
screaming
as I tumble...
you catch me mid-fall
broken
but healing
brought
back to earth
holding us close
(finally)
revived and so alive
(loving the fall...)
I'm coming
you feel/know
waiting impatiently
we face the world
back to back
hand in hand
eyes wide open
Sunday, March 10, 2013
words
words fall
landing hard
leaving a mark
a drop of blood
on a clean white sheet
they rise
from the deep
born in darkness
seeking the light
searching for understanding
love's voice
beckoning softly (shhhh...listen)
we are ruined
not by deaf ears
but by broken hearts
...sshhhh...listen...
landing hard
leaving a mark
a drop of blood
on a clean white sheet
they rise
from the deep
born in darkness
seeking the light
searching for understanding
love's voice
beckoning softly (shhhh...listen)
we are ruined
not by deaf ears
but by broken hearts
...sshhhh...listen...
Saturday, March 2, 2013
dig
under my skin
way down deep
the sound of rain
soft and almost silent
beneath the surface
broken hearts heal slowly
echoes of pain
remind us of our humanity
fight or flight rules the day
living in our self-imposed exile
the distance between what we want
and what we need...growing so fast
fear...
worried
one day
I'll wake
from this slumber...
I never want this dream to end
way down deep
the sound of rain
soft and almost silent
beneath the surface
broken hearts heal slowly
echoes of pain
remind us of our humanity
fight or flight rules the day
living in our self-imposed exile
the distance between what we want
and what we need...growing so fast
fear...
worried
one day
I'll wake
from this slumber...
I never want this dream to end
Thursday, February 28, 2013
distance
whisper
in my ear
tell me
what you want
imagine
how I feel
your skin
makes me
cry out loud
your soft touch
soothes
saving me
unafraid
hungry
finally feeling
seeking redemption
so far away...and closer every day
in my ear
tell me
what you want
imagine
how I feel
your skin
makes me
cry out loud
your soft touch
soothes
saving me
unafraid
hungry
finally feeling
seeking redemption
so far away...and closer every day
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
collision
hush
baby...
kiss
my lips
taste
our breaking dawn
defying
the odds
no past
to reconcile
life laid out ahead of us
we are
inexplicable
a beautiful accident
like waking up
in the eye of...the perfect storm
evolution
no hesitation
growing symbiotic
searching for our sunrise
at last...
we are one
baby...
kiss
my lips
taste
our breaking dawn
defying
the odds
no past
to reconcile
life laid out ahead of us
inexplicable
a beautiful accident
like waking up
in the eye of...the perfect storm
evolution
no hesitation
growing symbiotic
searching for our sunrise
at last...
we are one
Sunday, February 10, 2013
what I know
touching...lightly
a ballerina's silken slipper
on an ancient, worn wooden floor
hands gliding across your skin
soft, smooth, delicate and quaking
moving through time
never in a straight line
don't leave me lying here alone
I still feel your touch, like hot wax
running down the side of my soul
I feel you take me
under the weight of y(our) love
god damn the life we've lived
tortured and repaired by our love
flying over it all with broken wings
your touch...healing and forgiving
I feel the rust on my love fall away
stolen hearts and purloined kisses
memories of pain caused (and endured)
I know...you are where I am meant to be
a ballerina's silken slipper
on an ancient, worn wooden floor
hands gliding across your skin
soft, smooth, delicate and quaking
moving through time
never in a straight line
don't leave me lying here alone
I still feel your touch, like hot wax
running down the side of my soul
I feel you take me
under the weight of y(our) love
god damn the life we've lived
tortured and repaired by our love
flying over it all with broken wings
your touch...healing and forgiving
I feel the rust on my love fall away
stolen hearts and purloined kisses
memories of pain caused (and endured)
I know...you are where I am meant to be
Friday, February 8, 2013
crystalline
vision
crystal clear
wandering through dreams of you
water running clear
like reflections
of the devil you thought you knew
perfect circle
poison in, beauty out
mind made up
no risk, no reward
conventional wisdom
out the window (SO out the window)
eyes locked
on a prize
(you've come to take me away)
that yesterday
didn't exist
at least not the yesterday I was living...
dodging madness
life's ever flickering light
leaping in and out
walking away
ready for the change
exposing life's sleight of hand
water running clear
like reflections
of the devil you thought you knew
perfect circle
poison in, beauty out
mind made up
no risk, no reward
conventional wisdom
out the window (SO out the window)
eyes locked
on a prize
(you've come to take me away)
that yesterday
didn't exist
at least not the yesterday I was living...
dodging madness
life's ever flickering light
leaping in and out
walking away
ready for the change
exposing life's sleight of hand
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