I wonder to whom I owe this pleasure
Of some distorted story line
In some unholy scene of bloodless torture
As if some common pretentious wannabe
Has reigned over me like a troubled god.
When you pull that rusty blade
Aim for the heart
Do not take your time with it
But make it quick, painful, angry
Just don’t keep me in the dark.
For you may find when the blade comes down
That it’s not some whimpering dog you find
Laying in a ball, waiting…
But the keeper of hundred blades like that one
In a box not unlike the one you gave.
A smile, a jeer, some fortuitous deflection
And it’s off, the game is over
The warrior stands and eyes the sullen wound
Licks the blood that begins to rain
The taste reminds him of who he was.
He stares at his attacker
And a sense of dread befalls him
The hand once trusted now stole the life from him
The blade its simple tool
As he falls to his knees and begs his soul to leave.
But there are no tears to cleanse him
Or cries in the night to raise his humanity
Only the clean cut of a story told
The crusted blade reflects a distant star
That once had lit his way.
So now a choice
To fight true or give up to something new.
We shall see.
But to a truth he remains a slave
To the lie he remains a curse
And to both he remains…alive.
Category: Poetry Book (Page 4 of 9)
While she sleeps
I stare into a wild unknown
Seeking out the better parts of me
Wanting to make them real.
While she sleeps
My heart drifts one way
While my mind drifts the other
One must lead and one must follow.
And I choose
While she sleeps
My heart must win the moment
Because my mind has been so distorted.
To love…
Without assumption and without condition
In the silence I will wait
In my hand will be the answer
In my heart will be the key
And in my mind will be a resolve to see these choices through
To the end
And she will know that I am here waiting
While she sleeps.
Ω
I withhold
When I don’t know why I’m angry
I remember
When I simply want to forget
I create
When I just want to sit and watch you
I hurt
When I truly want to forgive.
I argue
When I wish that she would hold me
I complain
When I would rather feel her kiss
I scream
When I would rather say I love you
I fear
When all I see is darkness.
I talk
When I simply want to listen
I doubt
When I know I see the truth
I fight
When I’d rather purely love her
I cry
When it’s the laughter that I want.
I hold tightly
When I know I should let go
I let go
When I know I should be clinging
I question
Everything thing I know
I answer
With a distinct and noble lie.
I want more
When I should be needing less
I see what was
When I should be seeing now
I know I’m human
When I tear my life to pieces
I know I’m Divine
When I love me just the same.
♥
In the candlelight lays destiny
In the moment there is a mountain of truth
Wanting…needing…knowing
Reaching out for an answer to the call
Seeking for each other’s hand
Longing for that single touch
Than another
And another
Until there are too many to count
And we are lost once again in a place without time.
In the morning awakes destiny
Aglow with the passion of a remembered lust
Searching…reaching…taking
Not letting go and grasping all the same
Needing each other
Reaching to give that single touch
Than another
And another
Until they become too many to count
And the Earth stands still as the Lovers dance.
There are no questions
In the moments of honest ecstasy
Longing…sweating…falling
The two become one in the soft voice of forever
Eternity is calling
Demanding nothing but a single touch
Than another
And another
Until they become too many to count
And the mind’s defeat resounds in the sounds they have never made before.
They are one
In that single touch
That never ever ends.
∞
Sing to me my darling
Let me hear the melody I seek
Those notes that echo in my ears
Creating hope in happy, honest tears.
Sing to me this lonely night
As the tears flow where they may
Let that spot in you that loves me true
Touch that spot in me born for you.
Sing to me my only
Invite me where few have ever been
Show me hope in timeless faith that lives
So that Love may be the gift it gives.
Sing to me that song
You’ve taught me how to sing
So that I may stand and give my vow
And see such power in here…and now.
Sing to me in a whisper’s tone
Bent softly through my mind
As if a moment lost in human time
Was the only human’s natural crime.
Ah, smile and take my hand in yours
Let truth and church bells ring
Although once I fought myself to see
Now I simply wish you’d sing…to me.
∞
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I see you in my heart
I see you in my soul
I see you in the everything
In the glue that keeps me whole.
I see you in the morning
I see you in the night
I see you to the left of me
And I see you to the right.
Know this here and now
This simple truth of me
That when my heart is opened wide
It’s only you I see.
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Imagine the rawness of it all
The time we shared, the sweet smell
Of love cascading through our minds.
Remember the rapture
The beauty we had to stop
But could never end…never end.
Feel the lightness of my touch
The instant the bumps rise
and the echoes of your moans
Fill the space around us
I am silent for I am there
Where you want me to be.
Mouth full, heart rearing down
You scream in holy ecstasy
A prayer that sings a holy praise.
You…me…we…
Forever entangled in this moment
The beads of our sweat mix
Becoming one full salty sea
As our sanded shorelines melt
And merge into one splendid Eden.
Whisper in my ear my Love
Ah, that voice that curls my toes
And makes my hands grab all sorts of things
Scratch me, mark me, make me yours
In the way that says we were here
Worshiping in this place we call home
A place that isn’t truly a place at all
But a description of all we live to be.
And all we ever where.
Finally the release I surely wanted to delay
The moment this Universe was created
The moment all time and space began
We walked together through the sand
Paused to watch the Sunrise
And called this place our Home.
I never want to leave this place
Can’t we stay here just another lifetime more?
We will surely meet again my Lover
When I call out your name and remember
This, our moment of Divinity
Against that, our moment of humanity.
Together we have journeyed beyond Earth’s surly bounds
And walked into a Lightness of Being no mind could dare create.
We are Love, We are Lovers still.
In my Garden of Gethsemane
I walked along with her
She could not know my suffering
A worm stuck in my own cocoon.
The wounds I bore
She touched them
And they opened
I screamed silently until I could be silent no more.
She did not mean it
She could not see they were there
And I hid the bleeding
Until our river ran crimson with untold memories.
By touching them
She healed them
The flesh, it tore
But allowed the Light to enter.
There are some Souls
Who bless our lives with presence
Who heal us even amid the suffering
Such is Love.
I wonder what wounds I touched in her
And I weep at the thought of the injury
Even as I pray that I healed her too
A reflection of the Light she is to me.
I can see her now, clearly
The clouds of torment gone
The attention to wounds forgotten
Love eternal reigns the day.
In the ending a new beginning
In the loss a prize eternal
I bask in the tears I shed for her
Such medicine the salty rivers give!
I feel her now not through a pain soaked curtain
But through a warm vessel of Light
The Sun, the Moon, the Stars
The Glory of a Dancing Tigress.
I felt the Universe unfold in beautiful awe
As she fell into my arms weeping
Telling me a million stories
Without ever saying a word.
And I heal…
That moment I came down off my cross
And turned it into just another tree
I fell in love with me.
Right there, in my Garden of Gethsemane
Where the Beloved showed me who I am
Right where the wounds became no more
Right were she touched where no one has touched me before.
I wrapped my arms around her
Our sweated Beings merged
I loved in that moment like I’ve never loved before
I swallowed all of her she’d allow me to have.
I ceased to be in that moment still
The final thread of my veil fell away
Or so it seems that weighted cloak is gone
Lifted by a selfless act of Love.
I do not pretend to know tomorrow
There are many crosses with many weights to bear
Yet in this instant I fear no more
I am free in this, my Garden of Gethsemane.
I see the story in her eyes
The sunset when they close
The sunrise when they open
The rain as the tears spill from the sky
And I know I am lost within them.
I feel eternity in her touch
The gift of time and space in her grasp
The remarkable sense of Being in her caress
The quakes as reason runs to hide away
As her lips fill the void the mind has left behind.
To be so joyfully lost in this moment
Is to know the Eternal Paradise
Where everything and nothing merge to a Heart’s sheer delight
And you know that you are home
As you are lost in the panicked state of ecstasy.
You are lost in her…
Smell…see…hear…feel…taste
It all in a million glorious moments
The rush is nearly too much to bear
As I sink into Her soul.
To feel…it…again
My eyes well up in tearful praise
Of what my Heart has always known
I am here…and I am Hers
For eternity.
There are no voices save one
It shouts Love’s unending hymn
And brings me to the moment of pure ecstasy
To which I never shall return.
It is true, in Her eyes blue I have seen It
In Her lips full I have tasted It
In Her delight I have heard It
And I am here…and I am Hers
For eternity.
I try to reason it all
But it makes too much sense
So I throw away that part of me
That tries to describe the indescribable.
I know all I need to know
As She let’s it go and falls on top of me
As She bears her soul and falls into all of me
In tears I cannot let this moment go.
In my heart I have heard it
In my soul I have felt it
And in my entirety I know this truth
I am here…and I am Hers
For eternity.