(Written September 15, 2011, 1:00 am.)
Would you please bleed my heart?
Kill my most relentless part?
Flood me in Descartes?
Etch me in worthless art?
Would you please find my end?
Be a lover and broken friend?
Sometimes please and often offend?
Blind me with pretend?
Would you please blow me out?
Plot me on a lost route?
Pledge me to you devout?
Paint me in strengthening doubt?
Would you please breathe me in?
Extinguish me from within?
Fade my scars into my skin?
Carve me into unforgivable sin?
Thursday, September 15, 2011
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(Written September 14-15, 2011, over midnight.)
I am a little of you, wrapped in all that could,
I am a shadow at night, falling where you once stood.
You are all of me, wrapped in all that is,
You are the dancing light that casts me remiss.
I am the faded remnants on a canvas of old,
I am the inconsequential details of a story once told.
You are the artist that sketches anew,
You are the writer of life, and of love, too.
I am the pages of science once lingered on,
I am the torn hems of clothes once worn.
You are the learner of a hundred new books,
You are the smile unconcerned with looks.
I am the passion of a forgotten dance,
I am a lesson taught by fickle chance.
You are the rhythm and pitch of melody,
You are the experience of destiny.
I am a little of you, wrapped in all that could,
I am a shadow at night, falling where you once stood.
You are all of me, wrapped in all that is,
You are the dancing light that casts me remiss.
I am the faded remnants on a canvas of old,
I am the inconsequential details of a story once told.
You are the artist that sketches anew,
You are the writer of life, and of love, too.
I am the pages of science once lingered on,
I am the torn hems of clothes once worn.
You are the learner of a hundred new books,
You are the smile unconcerned with looks.
I am the passion of a forgotten dance,
I am a lesson taught by fickle chance.
You are the rhythm and pitch of melody,
You are the experience of destiny.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Drive
(Written September 1, 2011.)
City lights, seen from a highway
Shone upon the deepest part of a bluish sky,
The bluish night fading into a blackish sky,
The blackish sky fading into the edges of a world I once knew.
City lights, seen from a highway
Shone upon the deepest part of a bluish sky,
The bluish night fading into a blackish sky,
The blackish sky fading into the edges of a world I once knew.
Beach
(Written September 1, 2011.)
Each grain of sand a locked memory,
Each wave an unexpected key.
The games the beach and I play.
Each grain of sand a locked memory,
Each wave an unexpected key.
The games the beach and I play.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Love and Love
(Written August 22, 2011 at 4:10 pm.)
i don't know if i'm in love with you,
i don't know if i ever was,
but i do know that i love you with all my heart,
and it gives me considerable pause
to ponder the lines between love and love,
to weigh my heart against yours,
and to hear your silences slowly drown
the simplicity of love's cause.
i may be, in a grieving way,
grasping at shredded straws;
i may be, in the shadow of loss,
rewriting love's laws.
but as surely as at winter's end
snow melts and frost thaws,
i love you with all my heart
and the rest is just because.
i don't know if i'm in love with you,
i don't know if i ever was,
but i do know that i love you with all my heart,
and it gives me considerable pause
to ponder the lines between love and love,
to weigh my heart against yours,
and to hear your silences slowly drown
the simplicity of love's cause.
i may be, in a grieving way,
grasping at shredded straws;
i may be, in the shadow of loss,
rewriting love's laws.
but as surely as at winter's end
snow melts and frost thaws,
i love you with all my heart
and the rest is just because.
Friday, July 8, 2011
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(Written July 6, 2011, at 5:10 am.)
I breathe in the vapours of a nicotine stick,
You breathe in the vapours of a crazy chick.
I reach out in darkness for your salty skin,
You rise in me from deep within.
I touch your life or so I think,
You bring me to ecstacy's final brink.
I grab for the fading whispers of you,
You're gone before I ever knew...
(Written July 6, 2011, at 5:10 am.)
I breathe in the vapours of a nicotine stick,
You breathe in the vapours of a crazy chick.
I reach out in darkness for your salty skin,
You rise in me from deep within.
I touch your life or so I think,
You bring me to ecstacy's final brink.
I grab for the fading whispers of you,
You're gone before I ever knew...
Kiss
Kiss
(Written July 6, 2011, at 5:07 am.)
With the kiss of your mouth on my ruined lips,
And the touch of your tongue on my broken heart,
I swallow life's final venomous sips,
As your infinite love and I finally part.
(Written July 6, 2011, at 5:07 am.)
With the kiss of your mouth on my ruined lips,
And the touch of your tongue on my broken heart,
I swallow life's final venomous sips,
As your infinite love and I finally part.
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