for my heart…
tonight I smelled your soul walk by, your face upon the moon. stars whisper your name, do you hear me say, I love you?
I am a poet and artist, who like an old rain gutter, these things constantly collect and pour from my mouth.
embraced in the arms of my beloved I am consumed by a fire of warm rose petals laced with hot pokers.
snowflakes fall like frozen years of joy
walk a thousand miles to go two steps. paint a thousand pictures to write one letter. make love to a thousand people to learn to love one truly.
stand back! this starvation will consume both of us. are you hungry enough to survive?
if you ever feel Love’s breath brush your cheek, stuff it into your pocket. let no one steal it. if someone does, then weep, and you will be kissed. put that in your pocket.
buried at the bottom of my drawer, there are letters that I wrote to a lost love. never had the heart to send them and now that drawer is closed. but I cannot destroy them, those words I gave him waiting like a match head about to strike and...