Wednesday, January 13, 2010

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once I took a picture of you
laying beneath the tree
your thoughts up at the sky
i would have given anything to know
what you were thinking.
then we met and we talked
so interesting…so..intriguing.
i liked it. I liked you.
the trees came alive again
with someone to share it with
the wind so crisp
the sun so warm, so beautiful
you are.
deep within my heart stirs the darkest secret known
could I ever tell you?
so close so many times
but entranced by your beauty
you are.
and then tonight by the shining stars
i could no longer hold back
so I told you
and now you know…
you are…

The River

the river is so beautiful
little bubbles from the frothing current
and autumn leaves
slip down
the river.
it’s loud enough so you can block out
people shouting
the train
your mind.
no thoughts except for
an intense peace.
the wind shifts and blows the leaves
onto the paper that I’m
writing this on.
my hands are cold
my feet are cold
but my face
my soul
my heart
feel pure.
the trees in the breeze
telling me ‘hush
let us take away your sorrows
let us take your pain
feel the peace
take our strength
it’s ours to give
to those who love
the river…
the river makes me feel
beautiful.

Stealing a Kiss

i was in love with someone,
as you were.

quiet night,
serious talks,
dreams passed between us.
i knew you,
you knew me.
the moment came,
and then it left,
embarrassed.
i dropped you off,
you turned and thanked me,
stealing a kiss
from my lips
and tongue…

…i didn’t resist…

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

like a goldfish

you think you can take your hand
and reach out for my soul
like a net reaching in the water
of a goldfish bowl.
you pull it out holding on
grasping it so tight,
but by holding it away from me
i’ve lost all my sight.
Like a goldfish in your hand
I cannot leave my bowl
or else i’ll die, my love a gone
vanishing with my soul.

Slowly Awakening

Slowly awakening in the bright moonlight
Legs entwined tightly around mine
Your face is pressed against my neck
Your soft breath sending shivers down me
Your fingers touch my face
My cheeks, my eyelashes
You’re breathing me in.
I lie there quietly
Wishing you would speak aloud
So I would know what you are thinking.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

dreams and sobs

dreams and sobs
stuck fast in my throat
as i watch what i want
fade away.

it seems to easy to reach
to grasp tightly
within my fingers
and yet
and yet
it's too far away.

how can i stand
to watch everyone else
achieve their dreams
so peacefully?

i debate
climbing into bed
and hiding beneath
the duvet for a few days
until the world
looks a little bit
brighter.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

a phone call

it's me.
i'm calling from a payphone
at a diner
somewhere in the middle
of arizona.
i know i haven't called
in a really long time
but i've never had
much to say.
the roads are good
and the oil's been changed
and i haven't fallen asleep
at the wheel.
i think about you
and what could have been
should have been
might have been.
well my time is almost up
i don't have any more change
the operator keeps cutting through
so i don't have long at all.
i don't know where i'm going
i don't know when i'll get there
i guess all i know for sure
is that i still love you.