Your blank canvasExpecting nothingNeeding lessWanting moreHoping you’llCreate in meEverything you need. Unformed clayWithout shapeSeeking purposeTo serve youHowever I canHoping you’llJust ask. Uncut marbleAs I was carvedReady to beBeautifulTo give you joyHoping you’ll cleaveMy flaws. Undyed yarnWaiting to weaveAnd find a patternTo be what you needHoping you’ll knitMe for you.
You deserve a wife to care forYour daughter with youAnd a fire to tendA driveway cleared,To smile with (or without) tears You deserve what you desireThe best table and wineClothes that are stylishStained shiplap and drapesA quiet street without tents And, my love,You deserve the best dishwasherIn a perfect kitchenTo make magic for your familyEvery…
On the day that you knowThat you love someone elseOr you look in my eyesAnd realizeThat you’ll never kiss meThe way I want you to.On that day,Either one,You have to tell me. Because even though it will hurtAnd I may never speak to you againOn that dayAnd only that oneThere’s a chance if you tell…
When you scratch the bottom of the riverTurned upside down by current’s tossTrying to find the waves and surfaceand catch your breath of air When you follow a lonely breezeTo climb a mountain without a trailAnd stumble through the brushLosing your footing, laid quite bare And you stay up late at nightDivining right from rows…
Your hobbit holeLying on your couchWith my head in your lapCrawling into your great big bedOr dancing with an anteaterMaking a dandelion wishIn my cottage in a magical forestOr anytime I crawl into your head.
Heavenly Father and my own fatherWatch over me and those I love.And the ones I hate.Give him the strength to become a good man through all his trialsAnd an easier path to a new life as he has passed your temptations.Give my children total assurance that they are loved and deserve it.Give me and all…
Talking for hoursLife and death and sexAnd all the important thingsLike Russian Seuss storiesAnd shoeless daughtersDefending what is rightAnd a Scout’s honorFollowing your lifeHanging on every wordUntil I play houseAnd sleep under your roofIn a warm cocoonOf your love
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…