Eyes glittering like disco balls

Eyes glittering like disco balls

She turns to acknowledge the stares

Treading light as air through the crowded halls

All perfume scents and golden hair

A radiant smile to put the angels to shame...

He sees her

Desire

Inside his heart

Is fire

This is too good to be true

Why does it have to be like this?

What does he have to do for a kiss?

The longer he stays the longer he sees

Watch him fall down on his knees

Inside his dreams she walks

Inside his head, her whispers, talks

Siren songs of bygone hours

What once was sweet is now so sour

He sees her

Desire

Inside his heart

Is fire

He has to know, he has to know

He has to break down the walls

Too much is not enough never enough

God damn it, he has to know...

Love would be so sweet

An ocean of silver dreams

A touch, heaven complete

It’s where he wants to be

But distance space and time

Draw forever in a line

And when all is said and done

Love is not what he’s thinking of...

This is it

This is it
The bell tolls slow
Slower
Slowest
Breathing becomes harsh
Harsher
Harshest
Behind closed eyes
The world grows dark
Darker
Darkest
This is the sleep to end one's day
That final twist of light
As from the candle's pillar of flame
Before, with one breath...
Puff

This is it.

Tickled pink

Tickled pink
And happy to see you smile
When the other dark clouds that have threatened previously
Have been exorcised
Leaving only this sunshine
In strands of gold
Playing through your hair
Through the silver streams of the river
Where we walk, collecting twigs and skimming stones
And making memories
While the frogs chorus with the cicadas
And the wind whispers through tree fronds
And the occasional dot of a wild bird is caught
In our peripheral vision
The same vision that we cast glances at one another
Scared to talk, unless it is the idle talk
Of avoiding topics of gravity
Concentrating instead on dreams of the future
And collecting the bones of the past

Still, when you smile, it is a precious jewel
Even when caught sideways by a mischievous glance

Fire & Ice

Hello, is this love I am feeling?

Or some other lie waiting in the wings

Each face on a crowded street blurs

One into another as the tide it sings

We met as strangers, that look we shared

Brought my hand to your hand and me to your bed

Sweet moonlight bent rays reflecting the light of the sun

As the toxic fumes of love swam through my drunken head

This moment, stolen

We can only curse

Forgotten moments

Like fragments of melted ice

No words were exchanged as our passion was spent;

Cold, the morning light, shone, a beacon of truth

A frozen glance between us across the chasm of the defiled bed

Sealed the true meaning of our lies, became burden of proof

This moment, cursed

As cursed as we shall be

Another notch to my belt, I bet

Another layer of ice on my soul

And yet, be this as it may

As we part and go our own ways

This folly will follow us from one night to the next

We’re not looking for perfection

Not even false affection

As we spin out of control again and again...

God

Tumble water falling souls and various threads of gossamer chants

The monks do and waste their time not thinking of their Tools

Cloistered and hiding away from societal yearning nothing but isolation

Dark clothes and holy crosses the only phallus of dark cruel and cold

The angel is weeping the salt of Lot but has no sins perched on stone

With gargoyle claw and curv’d tusk lying still with the dusk

Eyes closed in the pretense of what’s on the other side

Sodom and Gomorrah paid with the price of God’s pride

It was his creation melded in the form he thought true

And blessed to speak in tongues of purple rage and vehement spit

Cast the archangel from heavenly spires into his own glowing pit

And gave the word of ten to bind them to the rock from which they sprang

What am I?

We only talk to fill the silence
There is nothing that important left to say
I know your dreams as if they were mine
But inside them I am nowhere to be seen

What am I?
A question that has no answer
At least one you don't want to make
I often wonder
When the night is at its darkest
How much more of this I can take?

You only want to talk when you need something
And like the fish upon the line I heed your call
Once the deal is done and I am left wanting
It's back to the coldness I am forced to crawl

What am I?
This token act of friendship
A guttered candle that can barely survive
I often wonder
When the night is at its darkest
Will I come out of this alive

I can feel the dark waters calling
Cold upon my naked skin
And it takes all of my effort to keep on fighting
And yes, there are times I want to cave in
I can only fight these feelings for so long
Ride from low to high, low to high
I guess I have to weigh the options,
Am I too scared of living, or am I afraid to die?

Zen Navigation

I'm not lost, I just don't know where I'm going
I've got that Zen compass working in my head
Classic rock alive on the radio
Half the fun is just getting there
Windows down, the breeze through your golden hair

This is where I want to be
This is where we belong
On the open road, stretched out forever
Singing loudly to random songs

Carefree, high on the zest of living
Loving life, freedom is our prize possession
I steal a glance at you asleep on the back seat
And I pray that this is not a dream

This is where I want to be
This is what we wanted all along
Endless highways, and no time keeper
Yeah, this is where we belong

This is where I want to be
Aimless wandering from town A to B
Nothing more would I desire
So long as you're here with me

I'm not lost, but I don't know where I am going...