lo que es posible

tonight, you took me to a new space
rebirth
made me want to replace my prayer flags
reborn
a new dream, hope, wish
renewed
life in front of me as i have imagined

too much really for one person
is it simply the beauty you described
coffee ice cream on a sugar cone
soul bearing conversation

holding my hand tight
i felt magically free

rebirth
reborn
renewed

tired eyes

mirror reflects images
running a silent movie of yesterday
and the day before
the days before
running this reel has grown old
my edits are lost each morning
and i strain
to see
tomorrow
anew

draft ode....

your hate hung over
our relationship like smog
in LA
and i inhaled deeply
as if consuming
the sweetest summer air

maybe today isnt the right day to start

im not completely here
confused
tired
longing
but then again i have found a million excuses not to write
for years
a cocktail napkin here
a receipt there
countless half full journals
so i tried to conjure up better times for my virginal entry...

candied lips
whisper the essence of Eros
as they caress the curves
of my consciousness
the heat of your explosive touch
blinds me to the world beyond passion
slow rushes of pleasure
manifest in an insatiable desire
to be filled
with your love
melting into one sensual being
it is within your exhausted embrace
that i find the most complete
and honest madness