Kiss me and be merry
But become disenchanted tirelessly
When we make our separate ways
Though in temporary circumstance,
You remember only bad.
Only the distance
Only the 1 man band
We have.

I will promise every time
That life will get better
That we can �make it�,
That our love is ever strong.
And I believe.
And only hope behind my eyes in the tears that I hold
That you mean the truth when you agree
As you walk away
With your head down every time.

Let me be the reality of this.
Let me be the one you can count on
When your day has gone bad
And the grass was greener
Yesterday.
Like I do you.

Don�t let me be a casualty
In your internal war�
Remember I am your very own army
Fighting right beside you.
Always.

And if you choose to walk away
I will let you.
I will carry on and retire my efforts
As a last chance.

But my love will forever burn on
And never miss a spark.

December 2001

Builders
With this oddysey built,
We sit and govern our empire
Of fantasy and romance
Of spirit and love
Of hope and courage.
Of gentle goodnight kisses.
Hand in hand we watch
As life passes us by
In laughter and tears and memories.
In wrinkles, children and music.
And we die on our thrones, regretless.
Eternally Happy.

December 2001

-To Be A Lasting Smile!
Oh! To be a lasting smile
On a childs face-
For even just a little while,
I'd be blessed with grace.

Oh the sweet simplicity
In a childs grin
The essense of felicity
That I would be within

In the returning twinkle
In the smile that I gave
I would feel that tingle
Not anyone can have.

Then I would so soon fade away
But I would last forever!
In this childs heart I'd stay...
And be forgotten-never!

June 1999

Beatitude
Do not make me the child
Of the forlorn picture puzzle
that you constantly assemble and reassemble...
I am not your toy anymore.

Please, leave me be
In my scared world of happiness
climbing ivory towers
and catching onto falling stars
as they stream past the giggling moon.

Do not taint my roses
With the hemlock that you nurse
Leave my garden to grow wild...
I never needed your acid rain
to keep it tame.

I am no longer a part of you
We've lost our touch.
Your jealousy will not interfere
With the happiness that I have been exposed to.
The only green in my life shall be the grass on MY side.

Here, I say goodbye.
You made me so happy when we were one...
But now that we are two, you only bring me down.
I've found a new beatitude to make me glow...
And he's enough to make me realize
That I love you no more.

You are not my Beatitude anymore...

May 1999

Truly Are
There is no beauty richer than the blessing of holding your hand.
I am now a true believer in love at first sight.
You've brought me into a world of lust, passion and romance...
And I've fallen love along the route to salvation.
It's within your eyes that stare deep into my soul...
And within the daggers that pierce my heart,
Your fingertips caress my heartstrings,
And makes even my soul blush.
What lies within you is the key to my happiness.
The key to my solidity.
Within me pounds a constant reminder of how you make me feel
and beneath my feet I bounce on the clouds that you have me dancing in.
Thank you for being the answer to my prayers.
You truly are my angel
Thank you for lighting up my life
You truly are my Sunshine.
Thank you for saving me
You truly are my hero.
Thank you for salvaging what was already dead of me...
You truly are...

a
miracle.

April 1999

Leap!
Live according to the drumbeat of your soul.
Let everyone else drown out
In the monotony

Kiss your beckoning skeletons farewell,
For you are better than them -
And that makes you free.

Let your heart love what she will.
Her fire is the only truth.
And They won't understand.

Allow them to be the soldiers that follow and die
in the tyrranical
Battle of Their Own Mimic.

In the end, you will stand, the only one breathing,
For, when everyone ducked,
You leapt.

July 1998

Moody Blue
Upon the unveiling of my latest showcase,
He has taken the scissors
And to my personal surprise,
Has cut the ribbon and pulled me across the carpet so red...
Red as his love,
And as thick and soft as the way that he would kiss me.
The promises and truths in every finger intertwined with mine
Reminds me of the honesty
That is set so deeply in his eyes of
Moody Blue.
He is the deepest soul that I have sank into
And I don't mind my falling;
My losing myself;
Every foot just makes his depth
More recognizable and consistant.
His contrast is as noticeable
As a fire in a pool of water...
And that justifies his essence
He is the heated flame In a cool sea of calm serenity.
Yes his subtlties have set me beside myself,
And kept me watching him
With the Cheshire Smile
He taught to me so well.
He is the hero of my innocent idolatry
And the green in my envy.
May forever those eyes shine on...
For I could never live without the comfort
Of those incredible windows
Those Moody Blues
Those Moody Blues
Those Moody Blues
With seven seas inside them
That I would for me to be the Navigator
That sets sail to such lively waters
And the smoke released from his flames
And makes his eyes,
Those Moody Blues
So dense and dark.
And the endless blues of waters
That make
Those Moody Blues
So rich and sweet in color,
For if I were the Navigator,
For if I were the smoke,
I would be a part of
Those Moody Blues
And perhaps,
Not so much of an
Admirer.

July 1998

Dry
Tired.
I am sick of the suffocation
Through which the admiration
That I string along as I take the dizzy path
The razor cobble-stone
That tears my
Calloused feet.
There is a detour.
A yellow brazen sign
That dangles before me.
I have created the oasis from my own
Unquenchable thirst.
I need a drink and my sweat does not
Compensate.
I must consume the Red Herring whole-
And be the cat that swallowed canary.
I need a drink of life.
A sip of a New Day.
A tear to whet my drying throat
So I may speak again.
But I am tired
The air is thick I cough and choke and spit sparks...
And I cry.
But this drought just
Dehydrates my will
And slowly withers me away
Like a weakened rose, dying
Just feet away from a creek.

August 1998

Moon
I know why the moon is blue;
She watches me desperatly trying to reach you.
Our boats passing at midnight.
You turn your head; please, I can take this no more!
I miss your kisses at two in the morning.
Blue Moon; don't cry on my account,
Just shine like you need to on life.
Cast your shadow on me.
You care too much.

I know why the Moon is blue;
Blue in the face sick.
You make my dear companions stomach ache
Because you turn your head at the rising Moon.
No longer can I hold your hand on that free swaying bridge-
Or have your tender love balance my stone heart.
Is it rejection; oh, Earth's deciphel,
Or just an epitomy of rage and ravished mind of soul?
Oh, how your answers are so wrong.
How painfully easy you are tempted by the fruit of another.
It's a shame's shame...

I know why the Moon is blue.
She's holding her breath for me.
Waiting to exhale as she moniters your next step...
Across the minefield of this love.

October 1996