this sudden emptiness...

it came 

without warning

an insidious disease
perniciously worming
its way into
under the skin
burying itself there
only to then
instantaneously
erupt disrupt corrupt
all that was
of us
leaving in its
burrowed path
only the void
without
you

this
sudden
emptiness

the red lights...

where life filled avenues
once held them close
she walks now
the empty streets
of memories
deserted streets
ravaged by
what was right

now barren
she walks alone
stuck in the
lights of red
at every corner
stop
do not go
stop

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our love...

when first we met

i had thought

it was the beginning

but then i realized

it had always been -
and

would always be

the forest...

i wander alone
the forest
of days gone by
of love left behind
trees stripped 

leafless
touting life made
loveless
the fabric of us 

slipping
away into 

mortal memories
leaving me bare
naked exposed
to the elements
of misery

and
sadness
of missing you
the gentle touch
that was yours 

now
lost replaced
by the stark
slap of reality
in walking alone
 

without you

walkin' the wire...

 









heart on fire
china doll
walkin’ the wire
no net for a fall
should she miss
but she'll wager all
for just his kiss

the door...

you bid my heart
to enter there
where no one else
had tred before
and so it did
without a care
then with your touch
i shut the door

left behind...

when i turned
and walked away
from you from us
that cold dark day

a piece of me
my broken heart
was in that moment

left behind

left behind to
fuse with yours
for one of us
to have a whole

a broken whole
pieces entwined
to help us through
the shadow nights

the nights of love
left behind

a different place...

i reach into a different place
each time i see your gentle face
places traced never before
till fate brought you to my door
footsteps etched in darkest times
dare my heart now make you mine

she thinks of him...

she thinks of him
on days cold as
the arctic winds
his absence now
the frigid echoes
of time gone by

on days hot as the
burning desert
his loss leaving
ripples of crimson
across her broken heart

on days drenched
in dripping tears of the sky
the vacuum of what
was him filled with
liquid vapors

she thinks of him
on nights sparkling
like diamonds cast
upon black velvet
dark reminders of
of their silent love

on nights crisscrossed
with nature’s raging power
keepsakes of their passion
held now in the closed box
of what was

on nights inglorious
nights devoid of light
of movement
of life
of love
of them
 
she thinks of him

the theft...

we knew
our time was
stolen time
stolen minutes
stolen hours
stolen
moments picked
one by one
hand selected
all else neglected
moments bartered
with the gods
give us this moment
just one moment and
forgive us our trespasses
as we trespass
  but please
give us this moment
just one moment
before the door of
transgressions blows open
exposing our inequities
our naked souls
our breaking hearts
and forgive us
forgive us
forgive
our

love

i wanna come home...

i wanna come home
it’s cold here
and dark
cold and dark
don’t wanna stay
but can’t seem to
find my way
outta here
don’t even know
where here is
here is not there
in the heat
in the light
here i’m alone
here i’m lonely
here is sad
full of despair
here is closed
to all traffic
a cul de sac
dead end street
one way in
no way out
here there are
no spring flowers
only a concrete jungle
of hopelessness
a winter of
weariness
no fireplace to
warm the frigid
walls of life
without you
that surround
the here of here
here the air
is thin
breathin’ hard
heart can hardly beat
here the dark days
are long
the darker nights
longer
here there is no
sunshine
here there is
no warmth
no love
no life
here there is
no you
no us

i wanna
come
home

when you come to me...

when you come to me
and i know you will
come
to me
when you do come

come with spirit
come with soul
with presence and with purpose
with resolution and resolve
with determination and deference

and when you come to me
and i know you will
come
to me
when you do come

do not come silently
into my soul
without a voice of your own

do not step softly
into my heart
waiver not in your step

do not slip gently
into my temple
but let yourself be well known

when you come to me
and i know you will
come
to me
when you do come

come in a burning blaze of passion
come with fire with fervor with infatuation
come with a vengeance

come with insatiable hunger
in wild abandon
uncontrolled unconquered
come in heated agony
suffering seeking salvation
come in obsession
in devotion
wanting needing devouring
me

come in lust
come in love

but come

to
me

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the prints of your heart...

they’re there
just can’t be seen
but that don’t mean
they’re not there
invisible snares
wanderin' windin' their way
where they’re gonna stay

layin' latent ‘cross the
slippery surface

threshold scorin' identified
their ridges unique

to the exclusion of all others
carry the mark of no one else

their friction amplifyin'
vibratin' my soul

signalin' the shadows
of my lost past
 
they’re there
seems they’ve always been
right there under my skin
makin’ their way within
no beginnin' and no end
born in passion and in sin

plastic or patent
no difference to repent
the burden mine
for now and all time

oh, yeah, they’re there
layin’ our love bare

the fingerprints   
of your heart

on mine

touch my heart...

touch

gently
the 

silky soft edges
you find here
for it is
my heart
that you
touch