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