Saturday, June 20, 2015

In the Dead of Night

I buried you in my dream today
Said goodbye in every way
Mourned you longingly in the wind
Straining for words that you might say
You didn't whisper, we didn't play
No last minute punches for you to pay
And I could feel it pushing on my chest
Every pound that you did weigh
But then I woke to you just as cold
Only knowing what I am told
I wonder if you wonder to
Is this our souls just getting old
Is this life bought and sold

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

When You Need It

You are
significant to me.
But, no glory do I see.
It's your rawness and your real
that pauses me to see
you. I have
time to watch and scan.
Never know what trick
you have holding in your hand.
It is the ego in command,
sacrifice it to understand
me. You have
a laugh inside your head
and I've been dancing all night
just to see if it will spread.
We've been planting,
now we're lying
hold me closer in this bed.
You are
significant for me.
But, no glory do I need.
Just be open and be close
when the world sets out to bleed.
Be freed and be free,
but know,
you are significant
to me.