My success defined
As heartbeat fast or slow
Lower my ear to your chest
It’s not the only way to know
Exquisite opposing forces
Thinnest wire on balanced knee
Hold on neither loose nor tight
The compass pointing to “just be”
Tear drops and a nervous swell
Which one is seen on the outside
Little mental natural disasters
Can be survived when we are beside
Just let me be
Just be
In the presence of you
In the presence of me
breath after moments
looks from eyes
feelings on you
now I know it’s true
meaning
fall if you may
fall if you might
fall your hardest I say!
the catch is well underway
leaning
forward after anticipation
backward from embrace
into on kiss
now there’s no stopping this
cleaning
past from the mind
past from passing
past is so behind
break the button labeled rewind
arms open for the catch
the most beautiful girl
my dame, my Match
like bouquets of crimson and clover
i’ll catch you, my love
over and over
This evening
Playing the part of past
Will be a lake
Depthless and vast
Calm and dark
The surface, glassy smooth
Ripples only form
If you step back in and move
I sit alone
Gently on dewy hillside
A view of it all
Spot cleared for my equal beside
In the role of future
The up and coming brilliant sky
Infinitely wide
And twice as big measured high
One can’t predict
How this play will unfold
When witnessed live
It’s a unique site to behold
See the stage
Flat and even horizon line
It is the present
The place where your eyes meet mine
Walking toward me
Moonlight showing the way
Curves upon curve
Summer dress, tempo’d sway
I rise to greet
Reach for your hand to grasp
Share a warm embrace
The two of us forming a clasp
Still holding
I lower you to the ground
Alone feels so long
Until the day that you’re found
As we lie
Side by side, backs to the grass
The play goes on
Time can’t be the only thing that lasts
Drifting to sleep
Ghosts from our beds now rise
Marching in twos
Matched even, forward facing eyes
Down the hillside
The cadence created from
Clicking bone heels
What we were, not what we’ve become
Behind follows
From the closet, skeletons pair
Free from our thoughts
They dance so free, not a care
Line formed
This past parade marches on
Down to the lake
The final rest before dawn
Not a single drop
Of water is displaced
They enter together
With an air of dignified grace
The sun rises
Marking the start of the next scene
Our eyes slowly open
Like the first sight ever seen
binds, bars, and breaks
become
bows, bridges, and bandages
making me think
i can handle this
pain is placed neatly on shelves
of a safe with no combination
in the back of the basement
close the door for
forever plus more
we take the stairs to
an escalator or two
then the elevator up a few
floors above heaven
what a view
air so crisp
it’s like it’s brand new
and now we are falling, in lieu
of a love everlasting and true
let us continue
will you
shall we
transcend in the mental
and physical sense
Buddhists call it nirvana
this love religion gives up past for lent
lease to buy, not rent
arrows stick and bleed roses
shot from a bow that’s bent
pulled back with the strength of respect
held by the hands of care
aimed by hope and belief
this is what Shakespeare meant
creating moments of good daily
trying to square up with the bad
fuck that
i’m an odds man
i say 100 to 1 we can
outnumber, outduel, out love
olive branches and dove
be at peace
lead by example for my nieces
protect from harm my nephew
lessons for him, I have a slew
maybe you do too
we’re gonna rise
with our upward looking eyes
if dreams can be thought
then they are real
it takes work to give them feel
so you can grasp
that’s the deal
fair exchange
for priorities arranged
of those to whom
much is given
much is expected
from us
this will be respected
sometimes it’s a struggle, beautiful
you make the struggle beautiful
It’s Not So Absurd
Tell me why the autumn air
Tries to pin me down
Get in my bones
And make me
As cold as it
Doesn’t it know
That I’ve got a love
She burns deep from my marrow
You can’t stop that fire
Once it’s lit
Better learn quick
The way she warms me
Is a secret
That’s never been told
With spoken words
Her arms wrap me
Like they were made to do so
One made for another
Now when I think of it
It’s not so absurd