Minutes

 

 

midnight

Minutes

minutes from midnight
your voice…
forms a
comfortable pillow
where my head
dreams
so well…

with a “deja-vu”
echo
between the
beats of my heart
you laugh…
and
the lightning
from your storm
slips through…

minutes from midnight…

but lasting
the whole night
through…

Time

time

Time

unrealized
and unforgiving
you scratch at my heart

knowing what’s right
yet, knowing what’s right

neither comes true

you’re already part
of my space

waiting for time
to catch up…

Deep

candlewindow

Deep

hold very still.
I like the way the moonlight
paints your face
so softly…

as I sit
memorizing your breath
through slightly parted lips
my hands,, hungry for the freedom
that the night bestows
my body, longing
to feel your weight
like the shoreline feels the waves
rhythmic
relentless
release…

love doesn’t just happen
wait.
yes, it does

hold very still.
while I ponder
which came first
the wanting…
or the need,
and let’s see
just how deep
this love
can go…

Kite

kite

Kite

you taught me altitudes
while I was exploring depths
and the beauty of summer nights
while I waited for fall

“There’s no time like the present,
….. to breathe,” I said.

but you were marking off the days
to forever…
and never heard me sigh..

love listens hard to silence.

It’s my kite flying…
but
you’re holding the string…

Circle

labyrinth

Circle

I stand outside your circle
where the weather’s getting rough
and say my prayers in silence
that you’re standing strong enough
it’s time for making choices
and your heart deserves some peace
I hope you find the answers
that will bring you such release

I stand outside your circle
though you think I’ve gone away
I’ve packed my overnight bag
cause it’s here I plan to stay
there’s much to much confusion
I don’t need to cause you more
I stand outside your circle
where I keep the walls secure

although you’re feeling empty
and enveloped by the rain
it’s time to push the clouds away
and trust in love again
the storm may blow around you
but you’re anchored safe near shore
I’ll stand outside your circle
till’ you’re circling no more

I stand outside your circle
because that’s what friends are for…

 

Quieter Trails

Meandering

Quieter Trails

fanatical
about October
clinging tightly to the trees

when love comes
full circle
surprising me from behind
again

I never asked for introspection
though,
I wouldn’t trade it now
for the world…

granted
it has raised an eyebrow
or two
as I left the crowd
for quieter trails

peace…
is the first gift
you give yourself

love…
is everything else…