Call

Our voices can lift mountains and bellow through trees,

Release that simple breath and all weight lifts high,

There are limits to the signs possible for our pleas,

Yet that simple sound quells those nagging flies.

How the World Began

Seems lush that sprawling garden flourishing below her feet,

stems curling toward heaven at her steps and blossoming,

she captures eyes in her smile like a net,

yet those emerald’s focus on the distance,

she’s captivated by the thinker rubbing his head at the moon,

swooning chichi words prancing and sparkling like stars,

bars of sound wound together with immense thought,

how can someone create love in this way?

He’s an architect at heart,

hypnotized at the start,

she’s a goddess in his eyes,

surprised he’s fishing her tears while she cries,

it must be his way,

and that’s why she stays.

Distance

Agog at every horn bellowing over the purple lake,

head tilted upwards wishing into the endless ink well,

brushing hands together to remember her touch in her wake,

the faint blink over the horizon makes my heart swell,

her body is just out of arm’s reach,

but her love lies with me as I preach.

A Work of Art

Pastel crème skin when your curved moon lips

Etch into my quivering lines I find it hard to stop

My chest pounds arpeggio at beaming smiles

Like planes landing in crystal lakes and running

Fingers dancing within golden locks lying longingly

Lavished under my chin. When distance

Yields us to the forgotten realm of doubt we’ll focus

On the comings, goings’ of two sides of

Mirrors not apart of something whole or

Drool I know the pressure builds and whistles

And that’s what I seek and live on please

Give the same gifts there as here and

Shelter all the grey lines between sheets

Till our bodies mend to one perfect soul.

One

Forged.Bond.Link.

Beauty. Shy. Smile. Smart.

Read.Write.Think.

Longing. Lying. Lasting. Art.

Time.Cherish.Blink.

Kindness. Careless. Priceless.

Days.Months.Dreaming.Drowning.

Snow. Travel. Fall.

Love.

Forever.

Far Far Away

I'm dreaming of a land far far away,

in a place under the red sun,

sleepless nights with palms holding on to days,

recalling how I found this one,

I've dreamed of this place frequently,

for it's a repose I seek,

I've whispered her name constantly,

for it's a love she let's me peek,

Too long till our lips mimic our hearts,

too distant her smile fades under seas,

won't the heaven's bridge any gap we're a part?

can we possible live without our pleas?

Wide-eyed I stare through the cooling night,

intensely vigor about my chests' beat,

I know not a pain like this fight,

for it's at every step of my feet,

when the snow falls I'll grow wings and fly back to her nest,

I hope the warmth I remember will still be there waiting and at rest.

Insane

Dribbling letters fumbling at my feet,

allow this light to dim slowly,

supine fishing for photo's of abroad,

rushes of heat so I close my eyes,

I'm not satisfied until I feel your touch.