Demons
The demons in me are cunning
They watch and wait so well
Strike out! Then running
Pulling me back to hell
But they wait and gaze so long
As I claw out of the depths
I forget they are of me, in me they belong
So when I reach the daylight
Content once more in love’s embrace
Darkness flows, futile is the fight
Back to hell I go, without a trace.
Gardening
She speaks to my soul
She sooths my storm
Turns my walls to dust, my heart to a garden
And as she tends my garden, it grows.
With each gentle caress, giggle, feel of her lips
My garden grows
In the warm light of her love, time slows
Still my garden grows
Her eyes, her voice, they plant the seeds
Her lips, her heat water and feed
Trees tall as mountains, grasses ever green
For her, it flourishes. The garden in me
I forget the years before we met
Though they once seemed like an eternity
The struggles, torment, the stress leave
Tears, sweat and blood give way to peace
The anger fades to bliss, gently rustling in trees
Like leaves in the garden that grows in me
Know if you approach, to tread carefully
She is beyond sacred, she’s my destiny
I will defend my love, absolutely
A lover in a garden, I am not
But a warrior in love, that is me.
The moon and me
She was like the moon
Sometime shining brightly, sometime hidden from me
Always there, always far
So many nights I'd spend admiring her light
Beautiful, silent, a thousand miles away
As I watched her, like the moon, so much beauty to see
But there was more, hints of mysteries, intrigue. The answers...not for me
I stopped searching the stars, focus internally
The most unexpected surprise life gave to me
Though too far to see, all this time, while I was watching her, she was
watching me
Evermore
A string , a memory, pulling in my head.
The words, pleasantries, beautiful lies you said.
Promises made, so few you keep,
More tears for you, than any other, I weep.
My best parts I gladly gave.
Foolish how I thought it fate.
Now the memories are tainted shells,
Yet still my heart must wish you well.
Though mark these words, love, this vow I keep.
Evermore you're dead to me.
Questions for Aristophanes
If men fall from the sun
And women rise from earth
And collided, they become
The moon --
Then what happens if
We go our separate ways
Blinded by fear and
The heartbreak of love
Wandering endlessly
Half-human in our build
Will we burn
Under the eyes of
A condescending sun
Or will the earth
Go barren, like a desert
On fire roaming
In the Valley of Death
Will our future evaporate
Like ashes in dry wind ...
And can I inhale your ghost
Before you are carried away
Absorbing you into my flesh
As we resign to --
Extinction together.
Cinnamon
My soul rests on skin like vapor
I can taste it in the air
If I move too quickly
It will disappear
So I sit here in silence
Draw a map of my existence
On fine white paper
Not knowing where to go
From this moment on
I am standing in the sky
The earth below on fire
Except for you
My last hope
My solid blue ocean
Sight Seeing
Those tears that I refused to let fall
Finally cascade down my checks
I realized what you were to me,
You were temptation;
Blissful
Dangerous
Wild
T e m p t a t i o n.
You were the oasis of my life
With each breath you filled my lungs with
Sweet careless life
And the gaping nostalgia in my chest refuses to let me forget that to you
I was merely a tourist
Enjoying the view,
And exploring the territory.