Moon

Silver sliver
beauty hangs in the night sky
guiding me home

Love

A delicate flower
whose beauty enraptures us
drawing us into each silken layer
until we get too close
fragile souls caught on its sharp thorns
we struggle desperately to be free

Angel of Death

It has been moved

Sanctuary

I stare into the masses
looking for my lover on his white steed
to take me far from the madness to sanctuary
he lays me down, gently
stealing my breath with fevered kisses
hungered flesh joins, moves as one
to possess and be possessed
I take him into the blue skies
and calm waters of my soul
he fills me with storm clouds and rain
we wait for life's renewal
with the coming of spring
two beings in harmony
one body, one soul, one dream

Love's delicate beauty

I lay myself open to you; vulnerable
I offer the beauty of my spirit; purity
My petals fall in your harsh winds; delicate
I stand alone and empty; dying

Loveless sea

One day you walked beside me
The next day I was free
Adrift on the endless ocean
A sailor lost at sea

No steady hands to guide me
As I face the violent storms
No light shines in the window
No harbor safe and warm

Alone I drift through time
Upon the loveless sea
A lost and lonely sailor
No heart to pine for me

Waiting

I sit now my hair streaked with gray prematurely from life’s battles fought.
I sit and mourn a life near lost and a love never found.
I sit in the darkness waiting; wondering if it will ever be.
Soon the lines will come from the laughter and the tears
and with their coming an innocence lost.
Chances of love become as scarce as a cool breeze
in that hot hellish place we all fear.
I feel empty but not incomplete when my son smiles.
His love fills all but the deepest places in my soul.
Time moves swiftly; not waiting for me.
If I don’t reach out, it will pass me by like an off duty cabbie in winter
leaving me stranded and cold.
I reach out to taste life but fear pulls me back
leaving me hungry for something I’ve never known.
A love great enough to fill an emptiness that runs
like a deep scare through my soul waiting to be healed.
The sun rises and sets.
The seasons change.
And still I sit, waiting.