The First Kiss

The First Kiss  (A time I didn't want to go home)

     Kiss me one more time I said and I promise I will leave. She lightly touched my lips.  The darkness shielded my cowardice. I didn't want to let her go. I wanted to hold her closer. My body was electric.
     We softly open our eyes. I could see she felt it too. We were bound by an energy. She moved her hand toward mine-  before she touched me I could feel her and she could feel me. And I knew I could not leave her.
     We walked towards the car. I don't know if others were near. I don't even remember if the night was dark or if the day had come. All I knew was that I could never leave her.
     Moments may have passed, words may have been spoken, promises made I don't remember. All I know is I would never leave her. 

someone like you

     I am rushing down a water flume. Water rushing all around me. Drops of water like crystals lay across my eyes to form a transient kaleidoscope. My torso is driven aimlessly by the water that thrust me down and forward-dragged like a doll that has no strength- then silence.

     I'm standing in the middle of a street that is lined with beautiful elm trees. Brownstones hug me as I stroll so easily towards an unknown. Stars break through the branches. The silence caresses my soul.  I feel lonely, longing, melancholic. I think of you or someone like you.

     So I stroll down  the streets not so easily- hoping to find you or someone like you. 

Once I walked with gods

Once I walked with Gods

When the world was young I walked among natives in a land that kissed the heavens.
Clouds lay below, far away, floating borders, reminders that I walked with Gods.
From my spot, I could see the raindrops below. The wind blew cold air and the sun sparkled momentary warmth on my skin.
Silence can be very loud. That is where I walked where silence does not exist - where sound has never found its way.

Fall again

Fall Again

Morning's loneliness  crawls  as slow and deliberate  as does the waking sun.  Eternal dawn. Slowly the earth turns brown. Birds flock to fly. Dew is iced. Windows are framed by frost. Intentional careful movements cross the long wood floor. Lovers reluctantly move, transplanted from their warm strong moment. Eye views.
Vision breaks. Slowly air fills and let's go.The sun ascends. I wonder as did  the dusk.
Magnificent  gold,every shade laid in yellow trim. The clock moves, waking  from its' evening  slumber.
And I raise, and I rise, and I wonder, today maybe falls again.