The pregnant air within a room
Of something there that lurks and looms
A sandy mouth, a mounting pulse
A presence felt, like creeping ghosts
The rigid eyes, transfixed in moments
The tension in compounding quotients
To stop your breath and burst your heart
’til finally the curtains part
Reality now has reshaped
The once bound mouths now spring agape
And whether you next cheer or cry
In part you’ll miss the thrill gone by
I believed your deep words and deeper heart
The soft looks that stoked that most primal passion
You spoke like centuries
Disarmed my sentries
A story encased in archaic amber
That I was slowly starting to remember
But lost it was unto the ages and rages of the modern
Outmoded, outlandish and ultimately outfoxed
But the box I keep of memories
Still holds that pulled thread
From when we first met
Yet no needle that could repair it and
I am left with only what unravelling begets
The quaver some would savor
playing out upon your lips
The words I’ve often heard
always near and well equipped
The sheen that can be seen
in your slowly welling eyes
A voice that shakes or softly breaks
as it treads ‘tween wails and cries
My heart once wrenched within your clench
for the tears you freely spread
But I’m not sure I can endure
forgiving you again
Sometimes
There is a whisper
Under the layers of nature
Or life
It has traveled so far
And is nearly lost
But I’ve heard it
Weaving itself so tight
To my ear
Up against the drum
And yet
It remains a whisper
Its soothing syllables
Reach inside
Like missing parts
Returned
The inflection of my soul
The round sounds of wholeness
I am awakened
From the terrible dream
That you have gone
Blown by the wind
The shuddering grass
Rocks with its kin
Like a turbulent mass
Limbs wave about
Victims of the gale
And without a doubt
Some may not prevail
The air in its whipping
Has no sense of goodwill
the limbs lose their gripping
Their fate now fulfilled
The clouds swiftly race
Across the drab sky
Hopefully chased
By a future more dry
In the grander scheme
It seems so very light
A friendly sort of greeting
Or a way to say goodnight
Yet upon it legends have been built
And evil curses broken
A closeness that fills in the words
Our mouths have never spoken
It can fill you so complete
While shedding not a thread
It can set a’spinnin
The most level of all heads
So wield your kiss with caution
Tread lightly with your lips
For it can bring a consequence
For which we’re unequipped
The cracks are filled with daylight
The curtains are no match
I feel the fatigue upon me
But the sleep won’t seem to catch
I’m dreaming now, eyes open
A story unsurpassed
But if I find my slumber
I’m not sure it could last
So now within a struggle
‘Twixt dreams and precious sleep
My eyes grow ever heavy
And I hope my dream will keep
With only closed eyes
And fingertips
He etches my face
Upon the windows glass
I stare from it
As if seeing something precious
A deep delight in the eyes
A sly grin ready to burst
With teeth
The brows are sensually relaxed
With a confidence
A knowing
My hair cascades just so
Around my face
Feigning a shyness
However my beaming cheeks
Betray the soft tendrils
Two tight apples
of unhidden joy
As he turns to me
Opening his eyes
His near sighing exhale
Dissolves into a smile
That forms like a reflex
I feel my face fall
Into formation
With his creation
When our eyes meet
She calls her woes up to the stars
And hopes that they will listen
There is promise in their lustre
And a peace in how they glisten
She sheds her tears in moonlight
For there they seem to glow
And as it wanes o’er coming days
Her sorrows likewise go
She whispers her dark secrets
To the planets she implores
Perhaps the power of their names
Is one that can restore
She makes her wish in darkness
For that is when it’s needed
Delivered to the heavens
So in the light of day it’s heeded
