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sleepwalk backwards
poured slowly into your cup warm and sweet your thirst is recognized and attended to. now i can sleep without the restlessness, now i can think without effort, kowing i've served the drink well. we sit at this table in comfort. listening to a song we collaborated on. the music i've written has allowed for your lyrics and you sing so well. so let us listen and drink 'til sleep comes again. wake. arise and repeat.
9 jul 99 |
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on sunlight
over my shoulder and unnoticed only the sweat on my neck from its warming stare. i wore dark sunglasses for fear of anything but the cool safety of shadow. all along depriving myself of an unknown embrace. there are uncertain moments in life, glimpses of sudden clarity. it was in one of these that i pulled the shades from my eyes, turned around, and decided to take the heat head on. (hello sunshine)
12 jul 99 |
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chord of souls
salve for the antithesis soothing and staring to the insides it's at ease at peace in harmonious relief merciful release coating the burns. and i got it for free
26 jul 99
from the pillow
words of feeling and intentions. shared in the silence with eyes shut. pictures derived from spoken description so beautiful, so overwhelmingly precious. pictures held close and illuminated so vividly. pictures pressed between thought and kept safe until open eyes can see them.
29 jul 99 |
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sweet proximity
speaking in tongues a new yet familiar dialect communication lips, quivering from touch eye to eye, warmth hand to hand...a sign language reading, expressing in sensation light! oh so much light. conversation embodied no questions, yet answers no teaching, yet knowledge gained
subtle and direct entwined understanding, truth, and light! oh so much light.
30 jul 99
clever twists
certain looks and heartfelt touches reminiscent of grinning and inspiration solid and textured, sweet and prompting the word; yes.
1 aug 99 |
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glow
treading on softness on good earth, among blossom, the sky shines regardless of hour. sunset over stone. sitting for a moment...a moment held alongside a smile that emits an equal glow, a warmer brilliance. gazing out as the tide rolls... content. thoughts unspoken forming statements that caress, eyes closed to kiss stars tenderly and honey sweet. beaming. reopening to find waiting hands near, a companion willing to continue on my stroll.
28 jul 99
purely mutual
seeing her brighten did wonders. i felt good, i flt like saying things and grew confident enough to say them though the fear of her not wanting to hear them made me step lightly with my words. hearing her voice made me close my eyes in dream. i felt humble. i felt like though i am no more than anyone else that i could do anything to trade trust, making her use that dear voice to melt my heart in the kindest way. feeling her touch quickened my pulse and made my skin come alive. i felt humaan. i felt passion that raced and raised the awareness of my soul bettering myself reviving a spirit i had let lapse into dormancy. now that's what i call beautiful.
2 aug 99 |
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where am i in this?
i have found that non-stop smile i've been looking for, that feeling i had only heard about before. she belongs in my arms, but she cant be. that's ok, i'll hold her when i can. she feels right alongside me, but she cant be. that's ok, i'll share whatever i can with her in the time we have. she is the one that accepts everything i am, but she cant be. that's ok, i know how she feels and i've never felt better. sometimes things arent fair, but you can always even them out. she makes me be the person i've always wanted to be and i know i can do the same for her and that's why my smile is now non-stop, becuase feelings this right have a way of finding truth.
4 aug 99
name calling
no one had ever called me those names before terms i had never heard used to describe me. "cute"; when all i had heard before is "different" "perfect"; when no one ever found me "good enough" you said "love" when i felt it too and it strengthened me...i'm so solid now and it's returned, all reflected. and it's forever, all in stone.
7 sep 99 |
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throws of the afternoon
tongues tied flicking to expose desires fingers play and find wanton playgrounds bursts of pleasure on an endless line of longing here in the light with you
lips caress soothing a pleading skin teeth close and entertain begging flesh flashes of ecstasy on a panorama of tenderness here in the light with you.
bodies burn yearning in mutual compassion breaths labour and feed affection to a fast beating heart explosions of sensation on an open source of amorous fire laying side by side inharmony here in the light with you
10 aug 99
at any time
come and find me where i lay close your eyes and sleep with me and feel things we needn't say only have the need to be rest your head upon my arm kiss me and say goodnight and through it all i'll keep you warm and awake to a different light
come and touch me and i'll return everything you give and more each to have and not to yearn because well have nothing to be yearning for rest your hand upon my side turn again and return to sleep with a smile on your face and one from me that you can keep.
14 aug 99 |
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signs & assurances
i wish for inches rather than miles and i can smell you on my hands; clean and clear. the taste of your mouth lingering in mine.
craving that which minutes ago i held that hasn't completely left me yet. warmth in memory, joy on my face, still with you...always.
i wish for our dreams to be simplified and i have vision that sets me at ease; need and love. the sound of your heart beating lingering in mine.
15 aug 99
my staring problem
cannot help but look and i don't want help. she smiles, talks, looks down at her hands and i look, focused and absorbing. she catches me and i still make it obvious never to be cured of my staring problem; for it isn't a problem at all. once in awhile she gets stuck with this same affliction once in awhile... and that makes everything worth it. i'm not the only one! there are four eyes involved in this. four beautiful staring eyes all addicted to what they see.
22 aug 99
gold on my arm
two arms, alongside each other melting into one love. here i am softened this once cold soul, here i feel fresh because she's cleaned me. i wath the fingers play five-on-five smiling here with precious gold on my arm.
24 aug 99 |
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