The magical hour when the world gets quietAnd thoughtful With no distractionsA mind can wanderFrom real to fantasyThere and back again When Dreams take holdAnd grow like ivyOn a garden wall Or evaporateLike a sprinkler’s mistOn a hot summer dayWhen the grass is dry
Flames of angerInstead of passionSweat from yogaInstead of sexAlone in bedInstead of tangled
When I first see youI babble like a creekWith drops of wordsFinding their waythrough a crevicein my mind.A mind consumedWith your smileFrom the momentI see you. Once my wordsfind their way,They dig a ravineThat allows each and everyThought in my headTo tumble out unexaminedUnprescripted, unable to sayWhat’s on my mindConsumed with your smileFrom the momentI…
As a person who believesThat she seespossibilitiesAt every turnAnd every burnedDestruction of what wasIs always seenAs what could be,I relish theMagnifying glassThat expands my mindWhen I see the worldthrough your eyesAnd I realizemy limited binaryCan become infinity.
I had no ideaThat I could love.Broken heartedFrom birth,I was certainI would never findSomeone who could love meAnd teach me how to love.But somehowStumbling in the darknessOf life without intimacyYour voice broke through.And like a childLearning to crawlAnd then walk.And then fall.I’m finding thatI can do anythingEven loveAnd be loved.
When yoursis the last voiceI hear beforeI close my eyes, I find my dreamsAre scentedWith your scentAnd paintedWith your hue. Everything askewIn a gentle wayWith rising hopeAnd a smile on my lipsThat lasts until dawn.
Your last wordplants a seedin my dreamsAs it shouldAnd I findeach nightis sweeterwhen you sayGood night.
I don’t need you to entertain meThough I love it when you doI don’t need you to be more funThough I love it when you areI don’t need you to be moreThough I know you will be. I need you to look at me like you did Saturday nightEven through the screenAnd the milesI could…
You make me unafraid to be vincible Every moment that you love me builds me into moreCuts away the armored scalesRevealing who I amAnd creating love in meLove for youAnd for what you reveal in meDon’t stop
You’ve always thought it was your charmThat disarming way you smileYour style, poise andhandsome faceThe pace of your thoughtsAnd what you thinkThat triumph in the last momentTo save the day and delight the crowdWith everything they never found.You always thought it was your way of acting.The characters you feedThe clown. The romantic lead. But it’s…