“Parts of Me”

I’ll be your shoulder
and keep you amused
I’ll be the one that randomly
brings you foods,
although not cake or bacon
because I ate them all.
I’ll be there for hugs
and always watch your back
stick things down your boobs
and between your butt crack,
I’m starting to think you only like me
because I’m tall.

But that doesn’t really bother me at all.

Because I’m not an asshole
but you’ll call me the biggest turd
even though you’re not a total bitch
you’re beautiful beyond words,
everything about you so far
kinda makes me pretty happy
I’m glad you don’t make my life hard
Just parts of me.

So, you know I’m good for cuddles
or something on Netflix
it’ll probably turn to something more
by now I’m used to all your tricks,
I’ll stay awake for most of the night
it’s like I’m protecting you from harm.
Your hair gets in the way a lot
it makes it hard to breathe
but I’m half scared to move a bit
because you’ll get mad at me,
but I just need to let you know
you’re drooling all over my arm.

It’s kinda gross.

But then again it’s nice that you’re right here
but you really need nasal strips
you snore like a motor boat
that’s grinding up wood chips,
I know I might sound just as bad
but at least I’m not distracting you from this movie
I’m glad you don’t make my life hard
Just parts of me.
I’ll even take you to dinner
somewhere really nice
I’ll order a bunch of things for myself
and I know you’ll order rice,
We both know you’re not going to eat
plain white rice and a crouton.
You’ll pick and choose things from my plate
and sneak things when I turn around
you’re like a ninja in the night
your mouth is full and you don’t make a sound,
and then I wonder where
half of my order had gone.

I wonder…

But you’re the highlight of my day
and it’s nice to sit and chat
even listening to the fourteen stories
you have today about your cat,
but I’ll sit and listen and nod
I’d do whatever makes you happy
I’m glad you don’t make my life hard
Just parts of me.

We will spend time out in public
late night walks through the streets
we’ll laugh and fart and be loud
thinking what the hell did we even eat,
Probably something a little more
than what you got from the menu.
things will suddenly get serious
as we’re staring at the stars
holding hands in our favourite place
only place I’d want to be, by far,
As long as I’m only there
with you.

There’s probably aliens looking at us right now though.

Alright, okay, you’re not so bad, I’ll take you home
you always make me smile
I can’t be serious while you’re in your underwear
never mind, there they go, that took a while,
I’ll teach you how to play some video games
once you get the hang of it, I’ll leave you be
I’m glad you don’t make my life hard
Just parts of me.

“The Rocks and the Water”

I want to feel your kiss
and to be called yours
too long I’ve been the earth
and you have been my sea,
I’ve been looking out upon you
from stone riddled cliffs
wanting your love
to wash over me.

I would reach out for miles
wanting to hold you
falling apart piece by piece
but you could only wave,
I cover myself at night
confined to what little comfort
from the sandy blankets
that we have made.

You are the moon
to my star lit sky
making my view more amazing
than I ever thought it could be,
still I desire you
only to embrace you as my own
for I am your earth
and you are my sea.

“Spring”

Waiting for a moment

where looking through foggy glass

changes into staring deep into a star lit evening

as our very souls begin to feel more active

listening to each breath turn into excitement

breaking the silence of a chilled and frozen view

dawn brings a new beginning

the blinding light of a renewing warmth reflecting from the earth

as if there were two skies

thawing which seemed to be never ending

while new color shines light into life

and the skies reach further into our hearts

from horizon to horizon.

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Just take the breath straight from my lungs
whisper to me the sweet nothings I’ve come to love
hold me in your heart as close as I hold you in person
and take the earth from beneath my feet.
See me the way that I see you
a touch, a moment a single strand of hair
as my world and my vision is focused on you
breathe life into me as you light my soul on fire.
The silence is deafening so please speak my name
dance with my heartbeat as yours beats as fast
slip with me into a dream as we embrace
let me hold your head to behold true beauty.
A thought which remains nearly a memory
the flash of our past with a smile following
a glimpse into happiness and into the unknown
place the crown upon my head for you make me a king.

“Flux”

Every breath is a moment preserved

the earth beneath each footstep becomes more elevating than the last

with clouds seeming to dance excitedly though a sea of azure

making the air feel like a precious gift

wind forces its way through columns of aged grey stone

caressing the countless fortitude of hills to rest on an ocean of reaching arms

unwilling to release the last few leaves it holds dear

with another gentle touch of persuasion they break free from their bonds

brittle with memories of the life they once held onto

to sweep the ground with the friends they’ve learned to love

bringing nourishment for an upcoming spring

hope through contemplation.

 

The days are a shining heartbeat

mirroring frigid evenings that become prolonged

darkness intercepts the solace of Autumn

frost grasping onto all that it can to linger for a moment longer

vibrance above fading into menacing and unwanted shadows

distressing shrouds of a ghostly veil are draped loosely over strong shoulders

engulfing all that was once radiant and pristine

sending chills throughout a web of unrelenting cruelty

the dawn of countless descending crystals resting upon one another

breaking the silent abyss with bursts of vigorous light

revealing vast wastelands of purity

serenity through the eye of the storm.

Bitter nightmares are best forgotten

anchors that once held the earth down in suppression

lift like a sudden breeze becoming less daunting

eyes that sleep awaken to a new world of plenty

barren soil bursting with joy to replenish

rejuvenating happiness begins again in turbulent downpours

heavens weeping for the land they had previously given up on

replacing lifeless limbs with crowns teeming of foliage

returning the small reward bestowed with thankful expressions

verdant hands reach new heights in eagerness

overjoyed as if meeting the mothers they had yet to know

patience through understanding.

The mist of Spring deteriorates

rushing sunrise like a river overflowing of pink bellied salmon

chariots of warmth race through creation spreading prosperity

breaking the velvet petals free to unleash a blanket of luminance

remedying both mind and soul to surrender the body

each rainfall more welcomed than the last

refreshment to thirsty mouths buried deep beneath the surface

arcs of color bend through the clearing horizon

smiling upon the world below with confidence

unable to distinguish between a calm sea and the resplendent sky

reflections seeming to have no past or future

ageless through absolute beauty.

Through the Alley

I see you
in the dark of night,
in the shadows
hidden the light,
dressed in you
your evening gown,
upon this
only a frown,
you hear my footsteps
creeping further,
for in my mind
there was no murder,
though you did not
see this so,
quicker your footsteps
seem to go,
I became so close
as to hear your heartbeat,
to me this was indeed
a special treat,
for I knew all
and knew you thought,
this eve be your last
though it was not,
I felt you tremble
out of fear,
for it was my breathing
that you did hear,
and with that breath
you did not mumble,
and I of course
felt so humble,
close enough
almost to grasp,
you feel frightened
and then you gasp,
I brush against you
to instill a shiver,
for you’re afraid
and I do deliver,
I let out a whisper
“Good evening my dear”,
as you nearly collapse
from the fear,
and i walk past
oh so delightedly,
I turn to you
and grin impolitely…

The Crow

With each unheard and broken vow

I try to smile but know not how,

throw away the pain I began to stow

shrouded in darkness there remains a crow.

What used to be a feathered friend

now stands watch over my solemn end,

no more light will pierce it’s wings

while holding me hostage above all things.

So I ran and hoped the crow wouldn’t follow

but he seeks my heart that now is hollow,

I can’t escape though I have tried

but any attempt is futile when I’ve been denied.

One corner left for me to disappear

I don’t want to hide from this level of fear,

So I turn to face the crow head on

and to my surprise, it was gone.

Running from myself was what felt so low

I found myself in people I had yet to know,

with time… My love again will grow

never again will I be the crow.