Perspective

Walk with me through the evening dew

and sodium vapor yellow, of a summer night.

a backward glance at what is real?

It’s time for some perspective

Home, Hand, little feet

and you… amazing you.

Lay with me my love on fields of white

and swirls of color surround us

a backwards glance at what is real!

it’s time for some realization?

Close, warm, submit

to it all.

talk with me as the hours slip away

and I’m not sure where we are

a backwards glance at what is real?

It’s time for some acceptance

You, me, mine, yours

and we…

remaining a question mark,

for now but just only

Midsummer nights dream

Choosing and chasing a midsummer’s dreams,

Is this time, and the time I spend

Devising, Daydreaming or delusional?

Is this even what it seams?

or more stranger than true?

The course of love never did run smooth

I having fallen truly once before

know all of the signs and signals

Alluring, appealing, and angelic

Could I really be the one made for you to adore?

Will I awaken an ass?

Or like Demitrius still in my heart, and ready to accept what fate has for me?

Caught up in this fatuous fantasy

in secrecy, in silence

in smiles, and in glances, and a recondite romance(s)

Would admission make the world ecstasy?

Or would you run away, given new conviction by convention?

No…you would never choose your love through another’s eye.

So for now I wait

for reckless to become resolute

for frightened to become firm

for this midsummer’s dream to become my fate

Lord what fools these mortals be.

Gentleness and ease,

the soft smile

an amazing turn of a cheek

into a knowing glance

wanting and trying

more with each day

to know more, be more

share more

revealing and realizing

you know me now, more than any other

I will no longer let my past

Determine my future

entranced and enamored

she is always a hand up, always…mysteriously one step ahead

the real sharing is the way

she gives, and receives

both can be a chore for her

both are what she loves…and whom

more than the sum of her parts

she is becoming, alway

The girl on the porch

Well … Now what?

Normally I’d know

We put our worst all out there

We let our bad parts show

and past(s) forgotten through fealty to forbearance

were remembered

We somehow found corragio

And gave our fear a voice

I said this is the worst I am(have been) prego prego perdonamio

You said I didn’t have a choice…

And I believed you, I believe you.

Pardoned, Forgiven, and perhaps sanctified

are your eyes grey, or blue, or brown, or green

I have to remember this moment when i believed again

So now you have a friend for life

Whatever we may be

or become… come to me

You may or may not be my wife god please, please I know I deserve nothing but say the word

but my friend I guarantee

I will always cherish you, trust you, and yes

love you

the girl on the porch

She wasn't you

She was beautiful, in the candles glow

And we told our stories, as if we would both like to know.

I listened and nodded, and she did the same

and our feigned interest in each other, put polite to shame.

She flipped her hair, I told bad jokes

She leaned over the bar and looked back at me when they gave her new smokes

I could tell from the effort, and from the force of her ease

She could be mine tonight, she was ready to please.

And so I pulled out all my usual ruse

I did President Bill and Winnie the Pooh

I sang Broadway for her, and asked her to dance

Hoping with all my charms, I would secure my chance…

The big moment came, we walked out the door

And suddenly this girl seemed like a chore.

A tasked obligation, which I must now do.

At the end of the day….the girl wasn’t you.

So we said good night and I got in my car

And my mind drifted off to wherever you are

you may have chosen him, but my hearts still choosing you

when love comes on so strong, there's nothing you can do

Turns out I really love you, and I hope it isnt to late for you and I to become us.

When she whispers

“maybe”

and the virtues and the principalities take pause

and supplication is suspended

and heaven can wait for a moment

to hear her command

“please”

and the river takes wonder

and hold up to the banks

“Should I follow the flow this way

or no over the land,”

“please”

and time itself is suspended

frozen in her presence

who am I to stand before the forces of heaven and earth

and deny her… a kiss?

“yes”

and the fires of Hades are quenched

my sins are forgiven and forgotten

new I stand, a better man

worthy and ready to love you forever

“I love you”

there is no world around us

there is no future, or past

only us, in a moment of utter perfect hope

I hold a vision of a future that could be

if maybe can become please yes I love you…then I have found you at last

and you I...it is time to begin

Caught Between

I am caught between

What was, and what never will be.

A vision I had of a life we might lead

And a brand new family

I am caught between

what you said, and what you meant

I thought, I love you was a promise

that can’t be broke, or bent

I am caught between

Just friends, and your one and only

I guess when it comes down to it

You were just feeling lonely

So I am caught between

What I thought we were

And what you really kinda knew never was

And that is where this whole thing becomes a bluhr….

So I am caught between

Reading the words you wrote for me

And accepting that those words meant nothing

And so again, I cry myself to sleep

This sucks

She whispers please

She whispers “Please….”

the virtues and the principalities take pause

and supplication is suspended

heaven can wait for a moment

to hear her command

She utters “please”

the river takes wonder

and hold up to the banks

“Should I follow the flow this way

or no over the land,”

She implores me “please”

time itself is suspended

frozen in her presence

so who am I to stand before

the forces of heaven and earth

and deny her… a kiss?

Chewing Glass

Pondering….I am left to wonder

I hear the seconds passing

Will I simply fall under?

and die from the teenage stress that keeps amassing

Where is she? What is she doing?

She lies to him, does she lie to me?

I can’t smell her on my clothing anymore, how did that come about.

Is she thinking of me now?

She texted? “T’ammo? T’ammo” I sink to a knee…

Why is she there? if she loves me? IS she JUST PLAYING THIS OUT?

Did she mean it when she said, “wait for August my love? Just wait! please”

Her pleases and pleasures are the enthralling snare around my will

This morning was like chewing glass

But I let her make her choice

You cannot steal a love, take a love, and hope for it to last…non se pass

I will hear it from her voice

Where are they eating?

She lies to him, does she lie to me?

Will he open the door for her? She deserves that.

Will she order prosecco….? She wouldn’t order Sophia? would she?

She sent text after text this morning…She didn’t want to go

Will she find the courage to tell him, “I love another, I’m sorry, but no!”

She doesn’t want to be there…her thoughts will turn to me.

Some drinks with a friend

A glance at her breast

A girl I adored, she could help bring an end

No…damn it, it is like she’s not even here, I am clearly obsessed

NOT YOU, DAMIT! NOT YOU, You are a spell I cant break

She lies to him, does she lie to me?

Really not you, I know how dangerous you are, I’m that way too….

Did he touch you? NOT YOU that is my solemn plea

Did my hands impressions linger on you?

An amorous vision of you in my mind, you in the softness of your bed…

You consume me

And I can not see you…so I watch Donizetti…you with another…but still you…

Go through the motions

This girl is alluring, soft, supple round

She could ease my devotions

No…she knows without me uttering a sound

“Who is she?”

She is kind, so I lie to her…

“A friend”, “she must be much more”

“She is(maybe…may be) the girl I have been waiting for…thought I found, once before “

“Give me a hug, I should really go home.

You have my number, you can call on the phone

If….”

But there is no IF, there is only you.

You have become the voice in the dark,

the face in my dreams and my hope for forever.

Come home to me.

North or South?

12 weeks ago I noticed

you had made a status change

and my intentions for our friendship

I'll admit

I have had to re assess and perhaps rearrange

10 weeks ago I found you

crying in the dark

and I HAD TO ease your sadness

with a

Bumbly goofy remark

And you smiled at me

I smiled at you

and

she continued her game

of peek a boo!

4 weeks ago I saw you

across the cool summer night air

dressed in white, just above the knee

"god please...just give me a chance"

was my devout petition and prayer

2 weeks ago I met you

I mean the real freaking McCoy

and we talked for hours

and shared our war stories

and I knew you could represent joy

or pain

1 week ago I loved you

over pizza and chardonnay

and I held you tightly

and you found a safeness

what more is there that I need say

3 days of hell I endured for you

and now another 5 more

Im praying that when you come home to me

after searching through your heart

you're mine, nothing to account for

1 day ago I lit your fire

so that 8 could share the fun

and we played in castles

and we sweltered in silence

a preview, or a new life begun?

4 hours ago i left you

perfect in the dark

passion sedated your need sated

packed and ready

your heart still a question mark?

Bullshit

1 hour ago I took you to him

so that you can get your head clear

sit on a beach

out of my reach

are you still with me, my dear?

Yeah....I kinda thought so... there's your answer!