When the sun finally sets...

When the sun finally sets,

it is not because I hung my head.

Sitting plainly, towards the west horizon

my eyes shielded from the star's bright core

by the branch of the tree beside me

We are perfectly in balance, the sun and I

neither too strong or weak, nor

peaking before the earth is ready

But the sun is not satisfied as yet

and sinks slowly, sweetly more

While I, dismissing its eagerness, resist

And raise my head from earth's floor.

Written 2.26.11 @ 8:10 PM

You held and released me.

You held and released me.

You searched for me,

you found me.

And then you let me go.

I asked you why,

I begged and cried.

You said you didn't know.

But as time began to flow,

my heart would learn and know

that you letting me go

was your greatest act of love.

Written 2.15.11 @ 12:12 PM

Our love was undefined.

Our love was undefined.

We were born here, in this place,

in this fate, between right and wrong.

Touches felt, both cold and warm,

Daylight short and nights so long.

We danced, both hard and soft,

Lips pursed, glass between our fingers.

Taking sips from lips and wine,

A love so strong, the taste still lingers.

Each new step, both rough and tender,

Drank it dry, the fluid night.

But in the morning, can't remember

if the love was wrong or right.

The taste dissolved into the light.

Written 2.9.11 @ 12:40 PM

Whispers in the Mist

Whispers in the Mist

Runny neon streaks

shimmer in the rain-drenched streets.

You're finally seeing these roads

when you moved here ages ago,

with your eyes closed so tight,

psyching your mind up for a fight.

But no foe was found,

for hearts rest on this quiet ground.

All eyes soften with the rain,

lips too gentle to complain.

And you whisper to the misty blue

how you're thankful for this life anew.

Written 2.1.11 @ 9:50 PM

I am the winter trees, if you please.

I am the winter trees, if you please.

The winter trees look fragile, standing there nakedly.

Their limbs seem too weak for the weight of their future greens.

And yet when the blooms come, they will carry the bounty proudly.

Nothing ever having looked more beautiful under pressure.

And all will forget how sad they were in the winter.

Written 1.30.11 @ 4:18 PM

The Disconnect, The Fall

The Disconnect, The Fall

When we were one

we stood close to the sun

and watched our shadows fall

Above the earth

but below the sky

in a place that we can't quite recall

It was beautiful and strange

the disconnect we felt

floating aimlessly above the sprawl

But then my shadow found me;

Yours fled permanently;

and I landed alone afterall

Wishing you had found

the courage to brave the fall.

Written 1.29.11 @ 4:58 PM

Don't swim or run (we'll have none).

Don't swim or run (we'll have none).

No lovely face, no lover

none of that for you

You washed it down the sink

finished it, you're through

And to the sea it vanished

heavy heart and hand

forgotten or unloved, unknown

but away from you I swam

And in my heart I wonder,

was that always your plan

to push and pull until we tore

so you could say I ran...

Written 12.27.10 @ 2:00 AM

Your Face, the Sound, and my Heart...

Your Face, the Sound, and my Heart on the Ground.

I miss you coming home to me.

The rush I felt those last few moments right before I saw your face.

The keys jingling, the door opening, and then leaning into you.

My smile never wider, my eyes never brighter.

The best part of my days was what I shared with you.

Now the afternoons and evenings come, and I sit silently.

Warring with myself over what the sound of your footsteps used to be.

Written 12.15.10 @ 1:40 AM