How Many Live

How many lives
Have I destroyed
To be the man I am
Too many
Too many
I cry and wail and gnash
Too much blood it seems
Stains hands and clothes
And I
I
Am still alone

seperate

You know
There are times
I hate to have to be
Seperate
And
Alone
To see these things
To make new patterns
Occur
And
I
Am blessed and lucky
That I have been
With
You

All my life

All my life I have lived it seems
in fear in jealousy and spite
in nameless abject terror
of all the things I cannot ever
do or be or have
it is a pining of my soul
It is not enough

If all the world has turned to dust

If all the world has turned to dust

And shadows

And all life seems black and darkness

is the absence of
Love

-- It is the breathless sound --

When time has turned to stone
Eternity
And serenity colliding and gold

is the color of
Love

-- It is the sound --

In the emptiness, in the quiet room
The heart
Where everything is small and gravity
is the allure of
Love

-- It is --

my lord
these things are not for me
except as dreams and dust
the angles of this sunrise
and the glory of today
are mine, but still to share
my lord

It is this moment

It is this Moment
To live, not dream, no hope
Required
It is this Time
To be, not think, no wants
Fulfilled
It is this Life
To have, not own, no death
Created

You Are The Rainbow To Me

You are the blue sky on a cloudy day
The fields of green, and forests
A solar glare, and marigolds
Pumpkins and supernatural fiends
The color of blood, red, and holly
You are a deep and throbbing violet
As love, and pulsing, am I

The Angel's Reply

Is it fear that keeps me here?
A fear that, without these folded hands
And whispered prayers,
My grasp of perfect Love will falter,
And this envelope of adoration break?

Is this blindness from your radience --
A ringing deafness from the trumpets?
Am I sensory-deprived --
Your perfect vessel, to be empty of volition,
Fired into fragile glass inside the glory of your Love?

Am I love because you love me,
A creature made whole with sacrifice
And with passion?
Could our Love transcend this perfect idyllation,
To kiss and be unbroken still?

Snowflake Serenade

I am a comet set adrift upon this sea of darkness
Lonely harbinger of life, bearing aromatic gifts
It is my path to find a quiet dissolution, a love through peace
No moth-like supernova, but age on age of silent passion

I am a twirling snowflake dancing on a moonlit field
A shooting star over platinum trees, necklace to the moon
It is my chance to scintillate, to love through awe
No time to waste: I must dance until I love, and love until I fall

I am a diamond-clad hoar riming through the window in the dawn
A polished shell on sand, reminder of your earlier beauty
It is my destiny to be near you, and love throughout my life
No fear of death, for our passions and our love are all we need

I would admire you like sunset
An act of nature
Random in intent
Beautiful by design
Too far away for me to hold
A luminance in my mind

I would savor you like wine
An aging vintage
Created by circumstance
Delightful to the palate
Yet to taste would cost too much
I am forsworn, so

I will remember you like tawny kisses
Your energies in fluid dance
Erotic to my passions
Soothing to my soul
A stellar flame when days grow cold
When I am held in silence, when I am gone, alone

Giftbox Psalm

The rainbow-laden crenulence of thunder, rain, and sunshine
The sun-drenched tans on an opalescent beach
The swirlings of leaves, poundings of acorns, fires shared against the chill
The cloud of crystallizing steam as I exhale

The promise of my Son in you

The thousand years of meals, exquisitely prepared
The winter sunrise in a multihued infinity
The ancient text that is speaking of today

The graceful curves of you in early morning light

The tiny stellar spark that drives away the loneliness of night
The blackened edges of my heart, stoked coals in conflagration

The time and space when you hold me as your love

Semper Virons

My gentle touch upon you
Leaves me breathless
Leaves your scent upon my skin
And intoxicates my dreams

I lay upon your limbs these
Nights of revelry and laughter
of quiet contemplation
Nights more precious than the ornaments
of gold and bejeweled decoration
These eves of myrrh and days of cinnamon

You hold my angel here
A crown of light like haloes
on the moon
Where every star is set
to twinkle in your eyes
And I am lost Orion
set upon this sea of night with you

And while I know our days are numbered
For even love must pass its flame eternal
Every night is cause to celebrate and
Every dawn I wake to revel and to wonder
to gaze with awe
At the magnificence that is you

Forces

There is a movement through this world
That is akin to tides, like sunset through the clouds
Two objects drawn into a spiral dance of
Heat and light, of mystery and enchantment

And in this circling destiny of seasons I find you
And we kiss with the passion of the moon in orbit
And time stretches to the space between heartbeats
When I think of you and breathe you in as you exhale

Four Verses

Enchantment lies beneath your roaming fingers
and Inspiration's in your eyes
I look to you to find Delight
with Luminence in your smiles

You are the Wonder of a tailored fit for me
a Mergence of form and function
woven Vines of morning glory and moon flower
night-blue Satin on goose-down pillows

I glance up from thoughtful reading to find
You staring at my (soul) reclined, and I am
Yearning for your touch to soothe through
Gentle heat ... I smile my love into your gaze

If every day I grow a little older and
Learn that life is love and must be lived
Then I would choose to love with you
And grow in ways that happiness can bring

The Tin Soldier’s Lament

In the thousand dreams I have aged away the years
My dreams of colored lights and joyous song
The memories of snow-lit diamond forests
Beneath a cold December moon
Have been my warmth too many nights alone

You sparkle in my sight, suspended from the Sun
And are you longing as I do
To share the stars and icy prisms, the heat of Love
Beneath a well-worn quilt
And never waking to a cold sunrise, alone

Do I see the same desire in your eyes
When you stare corundum fire
And hang, like an angel from the skies
To say my name is beauty
And give meaning to all the years alone

You are a Tantalus kiss, not quite within my reach
And soon the snowy New Year comes
When all the gifts, and holidays are through
When I am left to quiet slumber
Will I sleep alone, with you?

No Bitter Wind

And if not you, then who?

I will tread my weary path alone,
With new purpose, new means
And still I will not settle nor
Compromise, nor strive for love
But let Blind Cupid seek me
In his own time
And if I live my life long and
Still alone, I will only freeze a
Portion of my heart for you, a
Fragment left to die, so I will
Not grow cold, and have no bitter wind

She steals your kisses

She steals your kisses
And holds your hands
She takes my time
To sleep inside your warmth

She lies to you
And you comfort her
She hurts you, and I cry
For while she is your life

You are my love

My love for you
Is like a secret thing
I keep inside my heart
Hidden from the world
I smile, knowing
That you have given me
This love

Quietly, I sit and read
Sunlight slanting into dusk
My mother asks me what I do
I look across my teacup smiling
"I wait."

My love can be a selfish thing

My love can be a selfish thing
I want to share the world with you
And only you, but
My love is still a selfless thing
And I will share my world with you
And any whom you love

I love you
And I want you
For my own:
To wake up next to you
To heal you when you hurt
To ache when you are gone
To love you always

I would do this thing for you

I would do this thing for you
Because I trust you in small ways
And ways that seem ordinary
You make life worth living
So I trust you with what I have

I have grown very fond of you

I have grown very fond of you
You are wonderful to be with
You give me life when I am low
Adventure when I am high
And love when I am lonely

Fit for Gods

Dreams are the food of the Soul
So do not dream as fit for Kings
But dream as fit for Gods

The Tings You Left Behind

In dreams, I cursed you;
By day, I longed.
I counted time
By hours, and by tears.

But sometimes,
When you smile, and
When I laugh,
The world seems like I was
When I was young,
And as you have always been:
Fair and bright,
With hidden beauty few can see.

I missed you when you were gone,
And died to think I'd hurt you.

Sometimes,
Despite the miles and tears,
You can go back,
And things you left behind
Can still be found.