We are not here just to be comfortable.
We are here to be scared.
Scared out of our minds
And into our hearts,
Where love exists,
And where you and I shall dwell forever.

Come, dance with me,
Let me feel your soft flesh in my arms,
Your breath on my chest
As we spin to music of our making,
Loving in the sound,
Turning noise into the sweetest harmony.

Come, lay with me,
Take the open heart of your man,
And care for it,
No monsters here to squander this,
Just the light of now
Radiating brightly into tomorrow, a holy balance.

Come, sit with me,
See that star shining, rising into day?
There, the smallest specs of nothing much,
Collide into something seen forever,
Like you and I,
In the natural flow outside our weary minds.

Today, we agree to stand together,
Slaying dragons as they come,
Basking in the sunlight,
Dancing in the moonlight,
The flesh united lights the soul on fire,
The sky need not be dark forever.

The soul that’s slave to fear,
Loses sight of the light within,
The soul that’s afraid to be human,
Loses sight of its sacred purpose,
The man who fears his shadow,
Loses sight of the Sun above.

If there is love,
They will be togetherness,
Sometimes crawling, sometimes running,
Sometimes just resting on a bench,
Writing words they know as truth,
Cuddling in the autumn air.

If there is togetherness,
There will be love,
Casting dispersion all aside,
Relishing in the triumph of their footfalls,
On once-barren soil,
Where now marigolds bloom in all their glory.

We fear the dreams we see as nightmares,
Hide behind some masquerading voice of fear,
Pretending its love is all but assured.
Yet keeping us from the water our souls
Were born to drink.

Maybe it is just time to trust,
Throw caution to the wind,
Like colored leaves on a city trail,
The winds scattering about a warrior’s intention,
Meaningless he is to the wind,
Stoic blood stains the altar where he stands.

Whichever, an understanding.
One which will birth his tears,
Tears of joy or tears of sorrow,
Only the ether knows which are due,
His flesh torn,
Either in ecstasy or the darkness of the night.

Whichever, he has seen both before,
Once fierce, protecting souls
Now have left him abandoned,
His solitary fears left unguarded,
His solitary tears left unrestrained,
He could not tell the difference.

Maybe it is time to stand,
Be counted in the hourglass’ sands,
Am I just a grain,
Or am I the entire shore?
Which to you would I be,
And which to you matters most of all?

Ah, to those doubters I say,
Her beloved, what a beautiful thing to be,
I cannot help what truth burdens a heart,
Ripped from the chest of its contentment,
I cannot help what tears the wings,
Of an angel born to love you.

Please laugh with me,
The challenge that I’ve issued,
Hollow in its force, and bewildered in its song,
Is just an ego poking at a Lion,
I mean nothing save the space that we do share,
I see nothing but your smile that melts my soul.

Honestly, there is nowhere I can go,
Save to you,
There is no answer that I hear,
Other than the one that spells your name,
No truth I dare to say,
Other than the one we’ve found together.

I thank you for indulging,
A certain part of me that wonders,
That part of my heart,
That beats its black and blue.
There is nothing here but love,
Certainty, truth and honor in its making.