August 14

We were lost in our own perfection
slipped through the flaws
of our timeless reflection.
And I watch those dreams
From the screen door in the rain.
You still resonate
In my ecstasy, in my pain
I remember laughter, I remember your fears
and hands I never was touching,
it's still there,
I have been silently craving to just grace them once
between bittersweets of the passing years.
In sunrises, drunkenness, and wonder,
the empire was our own making
it's hard to believe it was thrown to fate
and chance just for the taking.
I am elated by the evolution
And I will never stop caring
There's something about my instincts
That's true Blue and daring.

Wanderlust and Drinking

I should read your last letter over again
to see what I was meant to comprehend.
I couldn't leave you if I tried
memories are something that can mean too much,
it's best I be on my way:
To remain resolved as you reach to touch.
This love scorns like a woman
And raises me through the agony and desire
Like a pyromaniac with a match
Recklessly igniting my defenses on fire.
The trees have been changing
my life rearranging,
And it's all I can do to keep moving
praise the statues of capture.
Wanderlust and drinking with women
cannot distract me from your rapture.

I Still Love You

A garish night unfolds into a shapeshifter.
There’s a longing to my breathing.
I find myself holding my breath,
as I imagine the world you’re seeing.
Maybe I’m just a willing pawn
Reluctant love under lock and key,
there’s walls and wings in your dressings;
regret not the things that cannot be.

Keepers

Keeper

I wake to the wee hours
as much as that sun races
I am lighting tea candles
Before she shoots that first light
straight from the hip
in a golden haze of defeat.

I am already here
Half way through the story
and I’d care to have no witness
on the day I finally give to glory

This mild winter keeps me captive.
She dangles trinkets by a frayed thread
and a dagger pressed to the jugular;
sometimes I dare not breathe.
But find comfort in the placement of objects
because I’ve been taught to trust only order
Order is mother and order is father.
I fear not the blade
But part of my soul leaving forever

Cool and contained
.....by a titanium keeper
I’d rather my life
be pressed between razors
than miss this sunrise
and owe undue favors.

No Names

No Names

Open palms to the fathomless sky
Arms outstretched blindly
Bound and blindfolded
I'll take my last smoke now.
My weight shifts on Achilles heals
before I plunge into the uncertainty,
it's the consistency of tar
and binds my wings useless.
Is it love when you push away
for your beloved best interests?
because you want to them to have the best of life
and not struggle against the chains
of my constant keeper.
Or is love refusing to budge
to stay even when she thinks those thoughts
and says those words;
to stay until she makes you move.
Because the heart speaks an enigmatic language.
Best interests aside
what we desire matters most.
Nothing makes you the root of all evil
faster than good intentions.
Watchful tiger guide me
for I am Valentine sweet
and every mothers worst nightmare.
My limbs submit to the gravity
and I try to breathe though the plummet.
I will tread lightly like snowflakes
under the crushing weight
of a love with no name.

Coast Ghost

There's a paper thin side never disclosed
because it's handled by a ghost
and what use to matter to me the most
can not be seen beyond the coast.

Rain on You

Rain on You

The clouds swell and push against one another
under the pressure between here and the stars
blackening and darkening a forlorn horizon.
Vertical but compassless
We breathe our secrets under an exhale
of gluttonous genus stratocumulous
gathering high above our worldly efforts.
Falling rain propels me into pleasure
The sound is felt from cloud to leaves
to rooftops
to window panes
to the streets and sidewalk.
The smell rises up and is addictive.
It embraces me like tender dreaming
All rain feels like summer rain at first.
There's a calmness that exhilarates simultaneously
and the ignition is like delirium.
We will always reunite and rectify in the rain.
My body will always react to your foot falls
and my soul will always trace each footprint
with delicate fingertips
gentle in their desire.