Manifestd'amour

You did not just tell me

That I don’t really want it

Or I’d already have it-

Now, did you?

I want it

I want it so bad

That I can taste it in anything

And see it anywhere that

There’s even a little bit of magic.

This love is so everything

That I can taste it everywhere-

There’s a little bit of it

In every slippery kiss

Where we share the love

Of all of us,

Every little twinkle in the sky

Because love is love is love.

dance madly beneath the stars with me...

Rolling in the mud

Can't wait til you see it
with your free eye
and your liberated heart
and join me here
where there is only
understanding of what
we are, not what we
need to be

There are no
definitions of
how to get it done
there is merely
this splendor,
a moment owned
by the profundity
of our presence

And one more thing:forgiveness does not reside on a mountain of justifications. It lives in understanding and acceptance. Can you hang here with me?

Did you get your wish?

Hold my heart tonight

keep it safe from all the sounds

of loneliness and fear

and of things I cannot dream

Hold me close tonight

be the soothing balm that

heals me be the easy slip that

frees me... from me

                                       

Hold my heart tonight

reach your strong hand out toward mine

sit beside me in the dimming light

be my brightness, be my guide

Please, won't you hold my heart tonight

be the candle in my darkness

be the strength, the light and kindness

beating through your heart to mine

One of these days, I will get the one thing I still wish for. I guess sometimes as we eek our way toward love the lessons about what love isn't, are just as valuable, as they take our hand and turn us around. We're all just here, walking each other home... thank you.

^squirrel!^

It's true!

It's not that I don't want to listen to you, but the gift of quick 'n wicked wit is accompanied by a mind that shoots in multiple directions at once. The 'gift' comes when you learn to slow your mind down enough to grab onto at least a few of those incredible, inspired ideas, and use them to complete, amuse and compete with others. Within the splitting of a second, you must mold it into your art, and set it off, allowing it to explode into wonder like fireworks. Like any art whether it's music, paintings, sculpted matter, words or laughter, the amusements that we reap some how connect us to our most divine selves-that place where you are home, free. Through art we allow ourselves to identify with emotions from which we would otherwise hide. Broken hearts, death, grief and awakenings are all forbidden parts of ourselves that we need to touch, if we are ever to release ourselves from the bondage of our human forms.

So forgive me, please. Although it may have seemed that I was not with you, I was, just floating away on one of your tangents. Maybe one day I'll capture it in my own face, where you will see yourself.

Take that!

It's like the way the brisk wind struts across your face
whisking your deepest warmth over the sea to that place
where you open your eyes to see you've merely blinked

I get lost, turned around and tossed
bouncing helplessly in the fury of your storm

It's like watching the heat of the stone mountains rise
into the wilting, soggy summer skies
that rained down, or maybe you were crying

Feels more of a tickle than a touch, as if
angels were squeezing through my veins

It's like screaming into the wind,
sounds all warped and hindered by
our deafening secrets which cannot be unspoken

Love is here, even here
and cannot be bent or broken

My love is with you, always

One in a million

Did you see it?
It was a glint of light
mingled with day before
turning to night

one bright flash of wonder
as I danced through the light
propelled by the magic
of this dream's lovely might

Did you hear it?
It was a note of splendor
which harmony joined
in the sweetest surrender

one small clash of thunder
to awaken the earth
of sweet spirits sleeping
awaiting their birth

Did you feel it?
moving just for a second,
the universe trembled
for it knew what my heart meant

one small jolt, this notion,
one heart can't stop beating
this soul for its wanting
one great dream for the taking

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(And I hovered over you today
I hope you do not mind
but as my heart was flying by,
I felt your soul in kind

one flash of lightning
which caught my eye
was your dream's bright light-
lighting up the sky)

I remember You

These clouds 

won't always be 

so dark. But 

while they are, 

remember 

the beautiful light 

whose absence has now 

defined this 

darkness. 

Then look to the sun which never fails to rise.

See Saw

In the middle of the night
when your heart just won't sleep,

do you ever think of me?

When you watch the leaves
dance in the gray autumn breeze,

can you hear my laughter?

Comes the long summer rains
dripping down your face

surely, you can feel me now.