Sunday, August 24, 2008

Treasure Hunt

I call your name
I seek you out
hunt desperately for you
and find
mile after mile after
mile
between us
billions of potential footprints
potential
connecting
my heart
to yours.
I search other places,
the sunset
that we both see
and feel your heart beat
with mine.
I search a brilliant night sky
and see in it
the reflection
of your eyes.
I search in
the most beautiful melodies
and find your voice, your laugh
calling my name.
I search the wind, the breeze
invisibly
and find you, your
scent, your perfume, pure
clean, and perfect.
I search the petals of a flower
the velvet touch, so delicate,
and feel your lips, brushing mine
across a billion steps
and in every beautiful
place and thing
I find only you,
and with you I leave
an infinite embrace
a kiss from my soul
and a piece
of my
heart.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Just freeze, take a breathe
take a plunge, take a lap
because everything's moving too fast where your're at
play catch up before it's too much to control
and fight with your life to stay whole.

Dance like you're on fire
just dance to be free
dance like no ones watching
like no one can see
you can't shake the feeling
that you're not alone
you feel your footprints follow you home

Monday, August 18, 2008

Dance like you're on fire
just dance to be free
dance like no ones watching
like no one can see
you can't shake the feeling
that you're not alone
you feel your footprints follow you home

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Bedbugs

Night, enter, creep and cascade
descend down steps of dusk
and embrace your kingdom.
Live, night.
Inhale the illuminations,
the blaze of light
distinguishing day.
Breathe out blacks and blues
release your stars,
and grant the glow
of Mother Moon to
the aural outlines
and shadows, silhouettes
demons and rulers,
gods of the night,
those that would be but
mundane by day, by reality.
Enter, dreams, fantasy and
myth. Real reality retreats, and
that which is and can only be real
by starlight rules.
Dare, dream, imagine and see
possibilities destroyed by day,
sucked dry by sun, now explode
into imagined truth, truth only imagined,
but still true. For
now is night, now is life
that cannot be in awakening hours,
but is now. Nocturnal nocturne,
vital lullaby, sing to life
lies now true and dreams now real.
We are now, we are in night,
and in night,
Day, is but the dream.