WHEN i’m with you i feel
lonely without you
when i’m with you i feel
friendly and full of smiles
(i’m inside and so you’re outside)
when i’m with me i’m lovely
quiet and full of art
so when i’m meeting you i DIE
IN hope wishing you’re inside
what a pleasant surprise
see the flower bloom
incredible love!
When i’m with you it hurts
the soil crawls upon my roots
you are everything my
world moves around — unheard!
Art! My poet and artistic arm
paints you in colors and words
when I’m with you I never want
to be with you if you never
tell me how much you love me
paint dries
words solidify!

:: 12172015 ::

SOME words bleed deepingly
the expressively
fine hand of shuttering windowed
hearts
Tilting with heavy winds
upon gentle stems of life
strawberry-kissed a heart
when nature uprooted
love unto other parts
of her hungry heart
An abrasively  kiss came in
for my love’s praising
through winter’s thick
frost kissing!
:: 12152015 ::

Daybreak: by my own deepest wish
and through the voice of morning’s
blue jay bliss (and upon your hand)
my small heart is there I hear
the stretched wings of tiny kisses
calling like a dry exhalation
that escapes the world’s pains
Then why, assuming life is true
as the love through my veins
(and soul, too) would your hand
turn back toward your breast
to wish you are mine is as breathing

Only once, only once in a lifetime
in this watch keeping time does
the forest and her green tears of
fragment-fallings splinter wood
save two souls truly in love

WE blindly(steady my arm for your neck)
took the path chosen by fate and the many
words of poetry under the weight and
that warmth of your body — topples time
out of my skin
and the sleep of your heart
the dream of love falls downward,
falls whispering an ode
to forest and lovers

:: 12152015 ::