In Darkness


I lay…

As darkness embraces

Every part of my skin.

I breathe deeply

Thinking of you

Holding my soul

In your hands again.
I feel your touch,

Your desire,

Your love,

Of what was once.
I feel the light of the moon,

The stars,

Infinite galaxies guiding me

Back to what was us.
I am missing a part of me.

I try to shake it off,

Disregard it,

Substitute it,

Excuse it…

To no avail.
I have nothing left

But memories.

I have everything left

But moments.
You are here with me

In this darkness

Holding me as I fall

Back into the arms

Of who you were once

In some parallel life.
But I lay

Alone

Still missing a part

Of my essence

That I gave to you

Long ago.

Through a Wormhole

walkdream

I traveled a thousand miles

to be by your side

in the witching hours

of cosmic journeying.

I watched you sleep

cradling a body pillow

tightly against your chest,

your breathing heavily

penetrating

the covers,

but you couldn’t see me

invisibly standing there….

So,

I returned to my side

of the world

guided by the light

of a full moon,

gliding and sliding

through dimensions

searching for my bed

then awakening

to your smell wrapped

around my hands.

The Me Without You

lovers departing

There was you

before everything…

trapped in a drawer of memories

that has been moved ferociously

from one spot to another

trying to find a light that

can shine common sense

on it.

 

Then,

there wasn’t you anymore.

And life has moved on

without a single wink,

blink or sense of human loss.

 

The sun still came out.

The moon still hung around.

The seas never parted.

The earth never fell apart.

 

No one noticed how this

profound lack of love

has affected the world.

 

Life has gone on without a trace

of us.

There was you

when there was

a YOU.

 

There was me before I knew loss

when the tingling of truth,

passion and desire

touched

the core of my existence.

 

I have begged consciousness

to remind me where I placed those contents

I removed from that drawer long ago.

Now there are fragments

of us

scattered in limbo

in between here and there

lingering for a connection.

 

Will we ever get it right,

this simple thing

that reminds us of what’s missing?

Will we ever do it right

rhythmically, at the same time,

without the detours that have

erased the path to each other?

 

You were home.

You are the embodiment

that housed my essence.

Life has proceeded.

The me without you is still here.

Waiting…

Sighing…

Breathing…

Tic…Toc…

 

For a miracle

that would return my soul

to the me without you

so I can once again…

exhale without a small reminder

of YOU

and the us

before I ever vanished.

 

Peaceful Flurries

from phone 053

Snow falls peacefully.

Wind blows fast and hard.

I hate missing you

throughout this chill.

Winter has taken over

inside of me,

numbing what I know,

freezing all reality

as I stare into the coldness.

Silence appears

laying in the whiteness…

I wish I was snow

and you

the shovel scooping,

unearthing,

gathering

me up towards you.

The beauty of moments

is that you never know

when you are making

a cherished memory.

Mine hold many of us

frozen somewhere in time.

Amongst Me

 

 

Here                          I am

the answers to some of your hidden world.

I can offer

destitution,

certainty,

compassion,

grace,

hope,

love…

 

unconditional and forever.

 

You are not alone

amongst me                and the outer layers

of my passionate heart.

I am debating

with the no’s

expecting the anguish

to turn everything to yes…

to the way things were before we met

but they can’t             you made a huge indention

in the way I now perceive life.

 

Let it go

and find the answers to your own yes…

they are all there

inside your carefully guarded heart

awaiting your spirit to come and join

and embrace Divinity with complete assurance.

 

Secrets of the heart

come            and      go

like water falling into a stream

without hesitation,

without force –

 

things just are what they are

once you surrender…

once you cease control.

 

I can avoid us              if that’s what you really want.

I can leave from this,

but,

I can’t run from me        or my certainties

of all the yeses

only because you can’t reach that in yourself –

I know my truth…

 

I see your light,

you are amongst me

now     and      then    tirelessly.

Intricate Exposure

 

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I remember

you and me

tangled in those sheets,

dismantling each others’

armors and weapons

built through a lifetime

of heart break.

Your hands grabbed

the walls of my subconscious,

fondling the lining of emotions.

And in an instance

you found

all of my essence

swimming in the blue

of the duvet cover

exposed to each particle

of your soul

without the fabric

of skin

to hide beneath

every secret of our pasts.

The sun stood at guard

while the warmth

of embraces

evoked the final gasps

exhaled from true love’s

final cry

and leaving

shadows on a bed

we will never visit again.

Scoop me Up

couple-dancing

Let me be the dent that
sits in the valley
so you can scoop all around me
the sheltering grounds
to protect me
in this world.

Allow me to be the appetizer
that you scoop up
to your soul
each day,
each night,
for the rest of this life.
Permit me to be a voyager
who travels in your journey
until we can be completely
aligned with the universe…
until you can find the way
to scoop me up
and make me one.

Snug to Perfection

You got off the plane

snuggled loosely  in those

old-worn-out Levi faded jeans

caressing your derriere

like a perfect set of cashmere gloves

and a smile surpassing

every other person in the terminal.

 

You caught my eyes

with some silly coquette gesture,

tongue sticking out slightly,

and I could smell you

from across the room

while thinking of how I was going to

get home quickly to remove

that gorgeous

black turtle neck sweater

so you could finally be

the second layer

of me

needed to bring life

into this cold gloomy day.

Fingerprints

fingerprintsYou left your      scent

l I n g e r I n g

on my sheets

so I dug              my nose all night

into the depth of pillows

desperately recollecting those moments. 

When I am away from you

I miss my hands

c a s c a d I n g

d

o

w

n

 

your skin,

softly infusing the tips

of my fingerprints,

draining them of

me    and    the flashback

of our togetherness.

You are the imprint of a soul searching

for                          identity    through    my touch      and all I am without

Y

O

U.