We can feel the drift, the silence moves granules of sand,
though every day seems the same,
the earth below our feet, naked in the heat,
has shifted its weight to give credence to another morning,
another beginning, a new settling,
a quiet recall of the night before.
Yet the sea is waiting,
and we are the ones that want to know,
but will never be told
only expected to undertake whatever resilience
suggests we wait.
I would wait for
to hold truth in my arms again,
yet today, I look to the water,
the edge of my life begins
when the last tide decides to waft inside
a naked place,
where security no longer lingers,
it is as buoyant as a summer breeze,
carry me away,
carry my soul, my heart,
I fell in love, with her,
she told me one day how my words
might draw her to my side,
and I thought to myself,
well for sure,
that was always what I wanted her
So there we were, two of us,
together in the mainstream,
outside of the eye of anyone
nearby who might,
cause our lives to scream,
yet we were in love,
and we watched our shadows,
play romantic games
in the sunlight,
just out of our sight.
We knew there was a time,
one might want more,
and the other might as well,
yet we never realized,
both would struggle with
understanding just why,
or how, or can we, or might you,
why can we not figure out
Yet we knew love,
we are in love,
love is where we took ourselves,
we became the alone
part of understanding why.
Oh it’s true, not simply a mockery
we often appear to be more cagey
I’ve carried the wounds of childhood,
in order to find comfort in that I would.
This life I lead is sometimes a travesty
I hurt people to benefit me, simplicity.
A long time ago, she seemed to agree
yet still today I haven’t a place to be.
I live in a bubble some might decide
if pierced life would surely need subside.
Yet, somehow I maintain an integrity
one that surely lives on in subtlety.
She is the maker of my dreams I swoon
though it is me shatters imagery too soon.
I wonder about this state of mind tonight
is it really all that matters or that might.
I can feel my body is resolute with despair
I cannot move from this place to there.
I wish that I could feel a sense of response
to rather know the pain than cause a ponce
I’m a quiet man inside my lonely mind
there’s far too much memory to remind.
I hope that time might heal the pain I cause
for as much as time for me does give pause.
I love to know that my life here does exist
for the need to disappear I then might resist.
my mother would reference this place,
a sort of mental ravine,
her heart might nearly stop,
eyes would glaze?
blood flow in her feigns might suddenly,
spill into one pool of spun lethargy.
This was not a place
she liked to be,
she’d often howl at the nature
of love and all it’s failings.
yet, she never discovered a solution?
only knew when inside?
not a lesser degree of pain
could ever exist.
where my mother was always never to pull the plug,
I might decide otherwise,
though my freedom would be sought?
there leaves a ring of memory,
clinging to everyone’s personal psyche.
There are these tears, they build,
a sort of wall of a waiting storm,
I like to imagine a sweeter guild
of love than ever might we form.
I wander toward a make believe
palace on the top of this hill,
it is here I would wish for reprieve
from the scream inside so shrill.
The mounting crags of spindled rock,
would slip me into sweet oblivion,
if in a moment I would look to block
the piercing light I rest my eyes upon.
Oh to find the shadows of my common
world, whereby, the normalcy of why,
would only bury the familiar horizon,
when only together we might forever cry.
I have found my way again in the blue,
A moody appreciation always loving you.
We do in bold form express our truth,
in eyes we search,
lips we touch with certain youth,
the nature of our time together is love.
It is in the moment we try to define,
well beyond the physical desires,
we know there is a certain muse
in our quiet interactions after words.
I speak to your elegance,
and might my eyes light up
to the expression of reassurance you provide,
when showering me with peace of mind.
I would for it is that desire to know,
a thousand sunrises,
the time it would take
to in such eternal light express my love.
Oh to have you by my side always,
the tear is in such reality of course
a beautiful reminder of a solemnity,
that truly your love lives in my soul.