Breathless Words

Every chance you have
You leave me breathless
Struggling for the words to say
I love you

I do
Very much so feel
So much, so often
Yet never say

These words are mine
Caught in between the various weaves
Woven into constructs beyond comprehension
Yet understood by all

Simple words
Strung into complex webs
Catching breaths
Losing time

Minutes falling between loops
Curving into that fatal dark
Feeling around that eternal cavern
That of infinite depth

Drowning in emotion
Struggling to swim
To climb up once again
To land

To take flight once more
Upon your love.

Autumn

To what shall I compare thee?
Shakespeare’s summer day,
Freedom, warmth and light.
Sand beneath my feet.
Ocean waves in the evening.
No…
You are my autumn,
The wilting of past mistakes
Into a grand love.
The shedding of harsh exterior
The cool comfort of shade.
Crisp, open, gentle
Pure, sweet, soft…
The unique beauty of Fall.
The whispering of a leaf’s descent,
Captured in awe…
Grace found in auburn hills,
Love sought in open skies.
Hearts intertwined,
Happiness
Gentle sigh.

Departure

Fluffy bunnies
Autumn Days
Chattering squirrels
Ocean waves.

Peaceful sunset
Stars on high
Velvet nightfall
Sapphire sky.

Emerald forests
Ruby rose
Cozy fire
Against our toes.

Feet together
Side by side
In our love
We abide.

Laughing loud,
Cheerful heart
wishing never
To be apart.

Alas my love,
I must depart
Leaving all
Except my heart.

This I carry
To cheer and bless
In grand city
In wilderness.

Far and wide
Here or there
For the Lord
Anywhere.

My dreams await
I know it’s true
With everything
I say and do.

I know you’ll miss me
But never say
Those three words
That bless my day.

I say them now
With utmost cheer
I love you
Aleina my dear.

You are my everything
My happiness
My ended heart
You do bless.

With every kiss
With every hour
Through the sweet
Through the sour.

With everything you say
With everything you do
I fall more in love
With you and only you.

It Has Been Awhile

It’s been awhile since I’ve sung to you
Since I’ve let my heart string verse
My dear time’s past due
For you to hear my love

I’ll write of how your smile
Uplifts my very life
Or how your eyes, shining
Capture my very soul

I’ll speak of your kindness
Of your laugh so sweet
I’ll tell of how I miss your touch
Your warm hands intertwined in my own

I’ll scrawl across these very pages
Of how unique you are
How special and precious to me
So much that I can never seem to fit

All of it, so grand
All of it, so great
All of it, all yours
All, you are mine.

I’ll not let go until I leave
Even then, I hope
My hand
Stays comfortably

In yours.

My Dream

You are a dream.
Reality woven so delicately,
bound carefully,
perfectly…

The stars envy your shine,
the flowers wish,
they could smell so sweet.

Only a dream,
dreamt of,
but never realized for the truth.

Never thought of more..
A thought,
a wish..

Immaterial fantasies…

Yet there you sit,
glowing in the afternoon sun..

Angelic,
beautiful and pure.

There you stand beside me..
Holding me close to your heart.

Memories,
no longer dreams,
yet a taste of the truest reality.

I long to dream again,
to reach out for your hand…

To feel it intertwine,
so perfectly into mine.

To sleep,
to dream,
to hold you once more…

My dream.
My wish.
My all.

You are….

You Are

You are love…

You are that breathless feeling,
the dizzy disorientation
wrapped in gentle beauty..

You are the moonlit lake,
upon which dreamers contemplate life

The starry skies,
which hold so much mystery…

You are the arms that slow my fall,
the hands that catch me,
the heart that holds me.

You are the sweet scent roses envy,
the soft light of sunset…

You are the utter joy of eyes meeting,
hand holding,
and sweet words spoken in whispers.

You are love defined…
My love,
your love…
Ours.

All of These Words

All of those words

All of those rhymes I wrote

Are bleeding into one

One memory

One vision of what we are

What we have ceased to be.

Memories of times we had

Times that will never be

Again

Time stops,

Preparing me for the next jump

Into a world I never thought I’d see

Again

Time falls

Back into the memories of the heart

Intertwined in incongruent patterns

Shadows mingled with the blazing light

Hiding

Waiting

Pondering in silence

So loud that it hurts,

To even breathe.

These Thoughts

Sometimes I wish I didn’t think the thoughts I do

They weave themselves like shadows,

Through the cortex that is my reality.

Refracted. Split.

Shattered pieces of incongruent patterns

Pieced haphazardly,

Like shards of broken memories.

They tear into my heart.

Their sickening words

Twist my soul.

Unbearable,

I scream within the hollow walls of my existence.

My voice echoes,

Deep within the recesses of my pain.

I cry out,

Yet silence is my plea.

Self-reliance,

My euphemism for mistrust.

All imbedded within my self-made solitude.

My fortress of I.

Sometimes I wish I didn’t think the thoughts I do.

Sometimes I wish…

Broken

I was once broken

Shattered, scattered and tossed

Lost among the pieces

Struggling to find a way

To fill the hole they left

I once was drowning

Fighting, swimming and crying out

Tossed in the waves

Seeking and searching

For shore, a rest from this pain

I was once defeated

Dejected, rejected and tossed

Aside, like so many others

Trying to find a home

I once was broken

Now I’m mending

And though I’m not quite whole

I am no longer lost

Or drowning

I am not defeated

For I have found my home.

Thoughts

I haven’t written in ages

The words don’t seem to come

The ink has dried in my absence

Leaving blank, the pages of my soul

Night has blinded my hope

Lingering doubts

In corruption’s wake

I sit, illuminated

Bathed in the soft glow of procrastination

Each hour wasted,

Lost in transient space

Time, passes harshly

Jagged pieces crystallize

Piercing the soft shrouds of recollection

Draining memories, falling lightly upon the desk

I raise my fingers

Individual vessels, carrying the ideas of generations

Expressions

Divergent ideologies

Separate, but one

Voices echo in my ears

Etching drafts of communication

Communing in ancient union

Receiving and rejecting

The projections of life

Perceptions

Captured interpretations

Blurred individualism

Overriding basic humanity

Forgetting ourselves

Slipping into roles

Changing our dreams

Waking to truth

Shades of lessons

Remaining in the distance

Sleep fades…