Stars like glass..

The hand of the sky

with its paintbrush of blue

slid over the heavens

above me and you.

And over the course

of the brisk autumn day

it painted the sky

every color but grey.

From the warmth of the morning

filled with its light 

to the azure of the evening

leading into the night.

Then as dark drew near

the hand painted its last 

and filled out vision

with stars like glass.

her lips..

Her lips 

so red

so tender 

so delicate

a whole galaxy 

lies within them,

galaxy of love.

I always imagine 

what will they feel like 

when pressed against 

my dry hard lips

would feel the love

I have for you

or would you feel 

what I'm trying to hide from you.

I would love 

to kiss you someday

all day long

all night long

to just know

that you were even real..

Life and death...

the only certainty in life is death

the only thing we can be sure of us on this earth 

from the time of our birth

is that at some point 

we will have our last breath.

our days are numbered, our clock is ticking

its only a matter of time until time has swept us under

time is running out so what else in life are we missing 

today is almost over but what about tomorrow, I wonder.

the life we live is infinitely finite 

each event a thread weaved into one 

we are all quickly fading but will be alive to see the sun.

the only certainty in life is death 

the only thing we can be sure of on this earth

lies not within our worth

but rather the exact moment when we run out of breath.

I miss you..

I miss you 

like the waves miss the shore

every moment apart is too distant

they come back running

each time more passionate than before.

I miss you

like the leaves miss the breeze

with each passing gust of wind

they rush to fall from the trees.

I miss you

like the sailor misses the sea

to each voyage he gives of himself completely

for

on solid ground he never wants to be.

I miss you

even before you give me a reason to 

before you go

I begin to miss you.

My only hope is that 

you miss me too..

It takes..

Sometimes it takes a man to fall

to know the struggles through it all 

to find out where it is he will stand.

It takes many fallen tears to cry

to know that he can still remain strong

to know he can make right the wrong

and know he is not alone here.

Pain it can teach what one don't understand

that the dreams are never gone

and you have to learn to be still

if you want  to keep on moving on.

Sometimes it takes a man inside to die 

to feel a heart beat made of stone

to know that his soul is real and alive.

I look at you..

We're always days apart

quite not the best way to start

didn't have an exciting forepart

how I wish we could restart.

The days we're not together

sometimes makes me wonder

do you miss me or am I just eager

to feel you again like yester.

I touch your face n feel your glow

time seems so slow

I'm with you that's all I know

I won't leave you like a shadow.

The way you talk, way you smile

your touch is too fragile 

won't let go an inch or a mile

'til I walk with you down the aisle.

Of all that we've been through

all else may seem untrue

all I know is I'd love to say 'I do'

every time I look at you. 

Sunlight..

Suddenly

there was sun

I wanted to bask in it

to take it all in

the rays touched me 

talked to me ways

people around couldn't

I couldn't put on sunscreen

the way this feels

enriching and enligtening

I would never put a mask

between it and myself.

Maybe..

Maybe 

the reason

I keep writing about you

is because I'm not ready

to write about someone else.

I feel you

between my words.

Your absence 

walks beside me.

Maybe

I like this stupid ache.

It's not fair 

to anyone

to be compared to you.

Instead of noticing girls

I sit with your essence

It's still here

and the words

are still coming out.

Maybe 

this is the closest 

I can get

to kneeling before you.

Just a grey moth.

I'm just a grey moth

among bright butterflies

I bob on small wings

to the safety of 

your cheek

dusting 

a light mark of powder.

Your freckles

I tickle with tiny feet

my antennae 

tingle 

to the glow

of your soul

flicker of eyelashes

you my flame 

be gentle 

my love.

Something about rage...

I use the rage 

to fuel my fire

I think about 

my past  desire

despite my love 

gone lost

it pains me 

with such cost

I fuel my fire

with images of us

I remember 

all the pain and mistrust

Despite my pretentious past

the dumb bells in my hands, I grasp.

I workout 

to my own tune

I'll leave you behind 

like apple left zune.

Listen...

Listen to me thru tears

rescue me from my fears

acknowledge

my pain

help me

understand

this journey..

Make 

my transitions in life

less severe

with 

no more confusion

and pain,

fears and never, no no never

be shy

to say help me!

Elevate me

make my heart leap

make me feel

at one

with you

Jesus.

Settle me down tonight

let me 

feel your love

let me sleep

at your feet

let me breathe

that fresh new life.

Wrap your wings 

around me

comfort me

fly with me 

my Lord

For I love thee...!!