I do not seek to see myself upon the water still If rippling there upon that surface I should find your face revealed I do not search through catacombs Of memories long put away If worrying them might unsettle one And somehow me betray I do not trust in anything that appears Good or wholesome or true Mainly because of the history between us - How I was crushed when trusting you I close my eyes and dance beside stars Along the lake at night And I have the finest dreams where I&n...

You seemed as warm-blooded as any animal to me but that is the nature of sunbathers - they absorb the heat around them and give it back unstintingly. How was I to know the difference until sundown?  

I walk quietly amongst you still.

have you ever closed your eyes and just listened to your lovers voice? listened to the cadence of their words, the intonations and stresses placed upon their words or certain words but not the _words_ themselves, becoming wrapped within the beauty of this most basic and compelling instrument of seduction, the one that reaches out to us in spite of our desire to remain untouched? for we can close our eyes and not see a person we can hold our breath and not breathe the scent of them into our lu...

i throw my head back it eases the pressure allows sound to escape a howling eruption of fury and heartbreak rage and comprehension - a beginning and an end to who I was before you

I am sorry, my dearest friend that I could not tell you – we must face this truth alone in the darkness of what seems like the darkest night of our lives as we must face all such truths: we _are alone_ in the depths of our souls except in those rare moments when we coexist with friends and loved ones, or within the arms of lovers. But then we must return once more to face it, this aloneness that it is so difficult to be comfortable and find peace within. It was simply something you had to dis...

to awaken, to dream life in perfection each tear - poison each smile - the sun each touch - the hidden meaning behind everything each breath drawn - the one you cherish most (whether yours or anothers) each remembered laugh - precious as a brother each moment of solitude - a lens for viewing things you did and did not do and a chance now to see what was real and true; to shake your head and wonder how, at this point - (when you are surely dead) you've uncovered new perspectives and the smalle...

like flies to sugar or gnats to sweat they are drawn to me metal to magnet needle to north eyes like lodestones a tongue to dry lips men gravitate inexoribly into my space breaths catch - mine and theirs and for very similar reasons all of us walk the thinnest razors edge and we know it a stalemate hangs in the balance anyone can break it with the snap of a finger ...by simply moving an inch or pushing too hard.

when I was little and just myself I depended on others to tell me I was worthy loved beautiful sometimes they forgot or were just busy angry and hurting others hurt me, said bad things took away the laughing freely playing, running, reaching out trust that we meet the world with when first we enter it over time I grew distant; I called it 'growing up' but it was growing in I raised a child tried to make it thru a marriage protecting myself, my partner unsuspecting blind? not caring enough to ...

There once was a boy with a big stick who sat thinking, "what's to do with it?" "I know! I'll go find some strong fishing line and I'll use this thing to catch fish with."