Sunday, September 30, 2012

Addicted


To the moment you said my name
When for hours we sat and spoke;
To the laughter in your voice
When you enjoyed your clever joke;
To the walk under the sun,
And the light beaming in your face;
To the world disappearing,
Leaving you in my personal space;
To the words you wrap around my mind,
To your arms around my waist;
To the ocean in your eyes,
To your lips, the way they taste;
To the softness of your heart,
To the strength of your touch;
To the look that fills my soul
And makes my spirit blush—
I’m addicted. 

Sunday, September 23, 2012

So We Keep Thinking


It’s 2 a.m. and I’m thinking of you
Thinking of me.
When you close your eyes,
Am I what you see?
Does the early Sun wake you only
To greet the day with a brand new dream?
Do you stare blankly at the blank page,
Wishing to fill it with our warm embrace?
Does the heat rise inside you
And flutter in your chest?
Does your breath fall short
As you fall to catch it,
Praying that I’ll catch you?
Do your fingers trace the silhouette
In your mind
As you search for the words
You can’t seem to find
To call me into being?
Does the Sun set,
And take me with him,
Replacing the heat in your heart
With a bitter cold?
Do you fight for me through
The winter storm?
Do you see through frozen tears?
Do you believe you’ll persevere?
The ice begins to melt
And it’s 2 a.m.
Are you thinking of me
Thinking of you?

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

If You Could See What I See


Why can’t you see what I see?

That while an ocean separates us in time,
The same sea crashes against each shore
And its tide carries away our peace of mind,
So that each in the other direction we turn,
Praying that the missing piece we will find,
Searching the sky, the ocean and its floor—
But you still don’t know what you’re searching for.

Why can’t you see what I see?

That the answer is contained in a drop,
And if you would reach out your hand
I would fill your cup to the brim,
And I would wade in the shallow waters
By your side, push even deeper,
And in face of any current,
Life would never seem so grim.

Why can’t you see what I see?

That the tide will eventually roll in
And with it at long last solace,
For, knowing what I seek,
I would in an instant seize it,
While you continue to search
From hell unto the stars,
Though no fire could burn bright enough,
For what you seek will no longer be free.

Why can’t you see what I see?

That the briny air has breathed
Hardship into your bones
And the sand has leeched
Your blood,
Drawing the smile from your face
Imprisoning its laughter,
And leaving you, a shell forlorn,
Extinguishing the life in your eyes,
With only darkness to fill its void
And blind you to what I see.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Moments Gone By


It was only yesterday,
You looked at me
With tunnel vision,
Burning embers for eyes.

In the moment, so real,
Your skin against my skin,
You held me to you
With your words.

But we spoke not of tomorrow,
And the flame flickered.
The moment passed,
And tomorrow came.

You stood on the curb,
But I clung to the moment
And it carried me away.
I looked back today and saw a shadow.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

All in a Day


How quickly it's fading,
The light of an unexpected reunion
That lit our faces
As we wandered the streets.

I felt your smile
As you squeezed my hand,
Our fingers intertwined,
My soul, ignited.

Lost in your arms,
I reveled in your warmth
As we meandered,
Two children, blissfully ignorant,

Until Time seduced you,
And the day slipped away,
Leaving us blind in the dark
And sober in sweet sorrow.