She is

She is the substance
, which restores.

The elixir -
prolonging life.

She is the circle
the embodiment
that completes my half.

She is tangible!

She is the breath
my lungs hunger for.

She is the beat of my heart.

She is -
the very core
that sustains me.

She is -

Loved 

A Blank Page

The blank page stares at him -
not he at it!

These raw fibers - exposed to life.

Filaments of nerves___ flinching
floating - tender… to touch.

An emotional clitoris
uncovered….

Hot is the blood, which runs beneath
shockingly cold - fingers.

Draw me in - infuse me
light my eyes, so I can see
tangle me in ~~~ in you
make me scream… till tears run.

Stain my pages
fold me - tear me
read me.

Hold me!

Fill me

with you….

She Understood

In the depth of his bones
she is the strength
which is his character
for he stands for her
when he cannot stand alone.

When he falters….
she reaches out
she is the marrow
which supports him.

She is the light
which moves his shadows
the angel…who opens the gates.

She is the heavens
the straight line
when his heart beats in hell
she understands his twisted thoughts
she understands his mind.

And when he dies
a new child will be born
so there's no reason for tears
no pain to shed
he's going home
knowing..that she understood
- him.

Two Hands Make The Time

She makes me vulnerable
an unfamiliar feeling
which, I stumble through.

I reach for her, but nothings there
a disillusioned body
a void - - - of cold despair.

All I wanted, was direction
but I recognize her signs
and none - lead to me
so I'm left walking by myself
which she doesn't see.

What more can I do
but watch ------- and wait for you
as emotions. . . . . tick away
a nanosecond , or has an hour past
I'm left to dwell.

A sweeping hand---------------
which can change a life
but only if she understands
that two hands, make the time.

The Possibilities of Dreams

I only wanted to believe
in the possibilities of dreams
those magic moments
when everything seems…
to be unbelievably - true.

Wrapping arms around me
she felt my beating heart
- it was then that I knew
when her heart beats…..
deep within her breast
that the possibilities of dreams
- come true
and that love… exist.

Written For Tomorrow

Who am I to count the cost
of all those loves I've lost.

Each broken pen and shattered page
of the poet, who pours a life
then drinks the pain
while displaced upon the stage.

He flails about and spits his ink
into a spittoon filled with paper
then cries his sorrow
as each word seeps….into the cracks
left dripping from the core…
- of his marrow.

Who am I to count the cost
of all those loves I've lost.

Who am I to count the cost
when no lost loves
have been written for tomorrow.

On This Side Of My Head.

I was never close enough before
its just as well, regardless of what you said
I knew you'd hurt me
that’s the way it is, on this side of my head.

All these blue skies, which disappear
and the cloudy days ahead
have you ever seen a storm
just before the rain begins.

Have you ever kissed a stranger
wishing you'd remember them
have you ever hugged the wind
before the silence began
do you know what it's like
on this side of my head.

Sometimes I forget my name
other times I forget you and I are the same
just don’t wake me up, when you walk out my door
close the curtains, then close my mind.

Have you ever seen a storm
just before the rain begins
I just can't do it anymore
I knew you'd hurt me.

that’s the way it is, on this side of my head.

That’s just the way it is, on this side of my head.

Can I do it on my own anymore
I don’t remember what you said
but that’s just the way it is, on this side of my head.

On this side of my head.

No I don’t want to be alone anymore
or watch the storms come in
on this side of my head
So can you take me, just the way I am
knowing there's two sides to everyone.

That’s just the way it is, on this side of my head.

Is Love You

He leaned in for a kiss
…but he missed
raw feelings
when it comes to loving you.

Tell me if the stars are true
when the moon fades away
is heaven a real place
you once told that you knew.

He tried to touch her hand
…but she moved away
the hardest thing to do - is loving you
are you just another girl
all I want to do…. is love you.

Have you ever rode a carousel
or watched the horses gallop by
have you ever seen the waves
when the sailors float away.

He leaned in for a kiss
…but he missed
raw feelings
when it comes to loving you.

Tell me if the stars are true
when the moon fades away
is heaven a real place
you once told that you knew

you once told that you knew.

All I know, is the hardest thing to do - is loving you
are you just another girl
all I want to do…. is love you.

Is love you
is love you

all I want to do…. is love you.

Who am I

I hoped for a dream
so I could peel back the seams  
of a life on the other side.

I flipped channels
on a broken TV mind
how could I describe
what I couldn't find.

I never had a clue - about you
or you I.

I couldn't find my way
all the signs were faded
and my dreams just lead the other way.

I chased you….
how could I give up
when each page, made more sense - to me.

I must be crazy
just a fellow in the dark
without any kind…. of sensibility
only these feelings for you.

I desperately fight
breathing midnight candles
to light a darkened moon
so I can harvest these emotions
which continue to grow.

I just know….
I just know, that dreams come true
because without you….
who am I