2004Aug06
Connect!
Rejuvenate and be free
It’s time to dance and sing
And love with wreckless abandon
I’m going to show the world what
Power there is in faith
I have leapt from the edge of the abyss
Crossed the point of no return
Thrown caution to the wind
And dared to dream an impossible dream.
How could I ever be good enough for her?
Is there any limit to the amount of
Money I could spend? How many times
Do I need to get laid to satisfy my
desire for sex? How fast can we go?
Light speed lifestyle
No replay
Life’s too short to walk around in circles.
When I touch you
It’s immediate
Foreplay
It’s a glimmer in the shadow of what’s
Already here.
And to revel in passion
A passionate revelation
Security is the seed of truth in an illusion
It doesn’t matter who I fuck
I know who I love
I will live my life to honor my love
She’s not here? Oh, well I guess
That makes me available. I have
Become – a heartbreaker.
I will touch and taste and savor
Any body within reach
I will sustain myself, feed myself
With passing satisfactions
While I wait for her
And when she comes (I want to
Make her come) She will come
And I will crumble as I do already
To feel her – and nothing else exists
I am dedicated to contenting
Myself with what is offered
And I will not have landed,
Reached the other side of the
Stream, or chasm, or veil
Until she offers herself to me.
I pray for this everyday. I have
Searched my soul and, by God,
I will not change my mind.
My dream must be my destiny
For my life to have meaning
And my path is guided by illustration.
[no date]
Something so unheard of that no one even joked about it’s possibility, it was the kind of thing about which only the old ones spoke. – Candidly hushed, it was such that no one dreamt they’d ever see, nonetheless ever be so near – they’d even stop to question if it had happened ever once. Or they’d pause just to ponder if it could happen once more and the children always laughed about it. No one ever doubted how wonderful it would be. Unmentionable except as an idea and still impossibly possible no one tempted fate, all agreed. In the evenings, the lonely prayed while the morning replaced them with new love’s play – and illusion-like potential
[no date, just before 2004Aug13]
The Other Woman
In the dark
Has a similar touch
But lacks your eyes
She has an equal soul
But lacks your heart
The other woman, in a sparkle
Or a burst of sensuality
Finds herself with the wrong man.
In all of them I find
My need for you
For the moment
And the difference might as
Well be fantasy….
My dream of another woman
Let’s me down, has a beginning
And an end inherent but with
You there’s something forever –
Even a passing thought sustains me.
And a moment with you
Lasts an eternity.
Metamorphic churning….