I’ll hold the basketThen bring it awayAnd float it down riverLike Moses to his motherHiding in the reedsWith all your problemsAnd needsTo reign down plagueson your enemiesAnd split the seaTo save you.It just might take a few years.And more baskets.
Love you.Tossed in as you say goodbyeFor me to excavate for hours.As surely as I know what I mean to youI doubt it still. Love you.As purposeful as your wordsin the middle of the nightWhen I am lost and aloneWith you a few blocks awayBut separated by miles. Love you.The words said by millions of…
And yet I know that you will leave me.For a black haired ravenOr Sonoran sunsetFor a green eyed black girlWith a peaceful soulLayered on a raging heartInstead of mine, the reverse. But I love you still.In orbit around your tortured soulSeeking more, always moreEver-fulfilled.when satisfaction is nearYou feel the empty of those around youAnd seek…
Flawless memoryCompassionate heartObservant eyesPunctuated chinStriking browCurious tongueTender lipsWooly chestStrong armsCareful handsSharp witDetermined spiritProtective embraceCharming princeAny piece of youCould bend me to your willBut that smileThat open inviting beautiful smileIt slays me every time I see your perfect face.
When I woke up this morning,I closed my eyes againAnd remembered what it felt liketo sleep next to youAs you sung me to sleepacross the weight of the roomTo listen to you breathe in the darknessTo feel your body so close to minebut out of reachTo touch your fingers just for a momentIn a strange…
There’s a moment before you see the man you loveWhen your palms are sweatyAnd your stomach flipsAnd you check your hair three times.When you practice whether to say helloOr hi there or just hi.As if it matters for the rest of your romanceAs if a hair out of place would be the reason he rejects…
I don’t choose what orders to obeyWhen or how to toe the lineI can’t fathom a world where I do as I’m toldUnless a brilliant mind I find. The handful who know more than IThe ones who’ve come beforeThe history books recount their talesAnd I come seeking more. Wise counsel from a clever oneAdvice and…
The icy breeze beckonsa freeze that will openThe rest of the camellias.They sit hard and tightWaiting for a signTo flower and showAll that’s inside tochange the worldOr at least the landscapeFor passersby.
I believe in angels. And purpose and meaning. Faith that the opposite of entropy is the true path of each life. Like one bird in a flock is rational while the whole group looks like chaos. That’s the path your life is on. Each piece moving you towards the next right thing. Each loss a…
Carrying the weight alone,Choosing responsibility to avoid disappointment.Unwilling to let her helpSo she can’t let you downUnable to tell her whySo you can still believeIn herAnd she can believe in herself. What if you pull together next time?And forgive herAnd yourselfWhen you stumbleAnd fall.Together.