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O'er the wind
Sing lyrics of new found joy
Moving swiftly
To e'ry tree and blade of grass
Like the sweet scent
Of apple trees blooming
It rings in the heart
Of both man and beast
Echoing across the mountains
And frolicking in the valleys.
Knowing naught
The limits of the highest heaven
Nor the morose depths of hell
It roams among the stars
And strikes the hearts of many
For what glass box
Or iron case could restrict
What goes by so many names
But is simply known as love?

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The sun would be dull if I compared it

To the love that I feel within me

And the warmth of a bonfire a mere spark

When compared next to my passion.

I Realized

I realized that I could fall in love with you
When I watched you sleep
I realized that I wanted to love you
When I was told to be careful
I realized that I loved you
When I dropped the walls that separated you from my heart

My Heart, My Love

I need you like the moon
Because you are my sun
And I need your light -
I miss you like
The arid dessert covets rain water
Your presence quenches my desire.
Like a seed needs the wind
To carry it to its resting place
My soul needs your touch
To bring it to repose.
My love is fierce
Like a wolf takes a life
When he hunts his prey
When you take my hand
You take my heart
It is all I have to give
But it is yours just the same.

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Under the stars
She dances
With the moon
Caressing her skin
The wind
Her sweet melody
The fireflies
Her echo
And the dewey grass
Her dancefloor
No need for shoes
No need for a song
Just open space
And a starlit sky
Is all she needs
For her heart
To dance

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Quiet thoughts
Deep emotions
Open –
Small facet of light
Cracking the shell
Breaking through
Illuminating desire
Quelling fear

A tired soul
Sick of fighting
Wounded heart
Silently aching
Spun up
In healing love
Repaired –
Like precious china

Candlelight flickers
Two become one
Souls intertwine
Hearts are grasped
Fear melts –
Passion springs
And in a moment
Fire is born

Be

Be my priest
Administer to my soul
Those words of comfort
That you know so well.

Be my well
Quench my thirst
With your cool water
So that I may know peace.

Be my sun
So that I may
See your light
Radiate through my dark night.

Be my lover
Warm me with
Your deep, burning passion
That I may glow with you.

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I don’t have to be the center
I just want a part
I don’t need everything
I just want some
I don’t need much
But I just want something
So conflicted within myself
Wanting more
But holding back
Holding back
For what?
Pride . . .
Fear . . .
Wanting more what?
Attention . . .
Love . . .
Acceptance?
Who knows
This is all too conflicted
Too confusing
This isn’t me
This is a mess
Better pick myself
Up off the floor
And walk away
From this place
This is not
Where I belong

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What brings grey clouds
Against clear blue skies?
It must be some form of trickery
The same trickery
That blots out the sun at twilight.
What sin has the sun committed
That is must be removed until the morning?
Surely they are no greater
Than my own.
Must it share with the moon?
Could they not inhabit the same sky?
Is the moon jealous
Of the suns radiance?
I see the moon ever changing
But the sun holds fast.
How queer it is
That the light is always there
Just sometimes hidden.

Linger

From the moment I awaken
The gentle morning air
Brings your scent into my mind
And memories of your touch,
Linger over every nerve.

My body remembers your touch
But my soul knows far more
The mingling of lips
The short, rapid breaths
The quite whispers of your mind
They linger with me.

You bring me more than joy
More than pleasure
And there are no words
To describe the feelings
That linger in my heart.

So please,
Linger a little bit longer
Stay a while my dear,
And make yourself at home
Because this tender heart
Wants you to do more than linger.

Soul Song

Is this what it feels like
When the song in ones heart
Is harmony to another?
The kind of song
That makes you dance at night
Like a shooting star
But glowing brighter and ever so brighter.
The beautiful melody
Where you write your own words
The one where your paper is your soul
And your pen the another’s words . . .
Is this what it feels like
To melt away into a symphony?

Just Words ;)

Life is a queer contemplation of ourselves
I find that words are my enemy
And my heart drive me into a wall over and over.
But I refuse to let go of this
Refuse to give in to what is only temporary
Had I not words to wrestle with
It would be something else,
Had I not need to keep my heart in check
I would have another struggle to live through.

Everything like time is temporal and fleeting
But what is in the moments
The short breaths, small struggles, tiny problems
Is what makes it all worth the journey.
A step forward, a step backwards
And I am dancing with life
To a different song -
I'm learning it isn't the destination that matters
But the steps to get there that are beautiful.

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...

William Butler Yeats