a day with you

I haven't seen you since the snow fell
and we were decorating trees with glowing lights
now the leaves are turning that familiar green
daffodils are sprouting
whispering wishes across the wind
I hope it reaches you
i hope it reaches you and you smile
butterfly kisses so sweet
time seems to be our enemy
I wonder what you will think of me
when I finally gaze at you again
I can't remember what your mouth taste like
but I hold on desperately to this feeling
this feeling that makes you all I want
just to sit in your lap and rest my head on your chest
I can't remember but I know I want you
I want to kiss you so much I'll never forget again
Fall into each groove of your lips
Feel the heat pulse through your hand
wishing we could waste time
sitting on the dock of the bay
humming tunes and watching the clouds tell stories
a day with you is what I'm dreaming of

childs play in the woods

playing amongst the dead leaves in the woods
on a peculiar warm winters day
it's nice to be a kid with you
no expectations
just long conversations on towering tree limbs
it's nice to sit here with you
Fuck with Dre day blaring
Today was a good day
i think flying through the air on a tire swing
it's nice to laugh with you

kava!

In a town where people move at their on discretion
on a wave length of spiritual discovery
everything fine, everything fine
an old man sit on a street corner down on his luck
shouting compliments at anyone with the compassion to listen
strangers smiling at strangers
connected to the infinite love that knows nothing of material abundance
your cup flows over
I'm alive watching you glide through this space
I'm alive watching the smile over take your face
beautiful goddess with ribbons that adorn her hips
swaying in the breeze to the beat of the earths core
flying east to get a glimpse of a slower pace
feeling the vibration run through her toes
meet me in the river naked under the king without his crown
lets lay in the sun and forget the day has begun

The rain was exactly what I needed
cleansing, moving the old and bringing forth the new
this dreary day has never looked so inviting
a peaceful wash of blue
the cold shaking you awake
the difference of cold to warm is chilling
the excitement of existence

a winters morning

the cold bites at my feet like hungry dogs
my eyes adjust to darkness while emptiness creeps from all corners of the room
I pull the covers tight around me but warmth never comes
the thought of getting out from under my cocoon sickens me
it is more dreadful then anything i can imagine
i grunt at the image of life
a winters dead icy hands the only thing that holds me now
depression seems like a dramatic label
happiness seems like a distant friend
she probably couldn't hear me through this wind
or see me through this rain
starring out the window wishing for a few more minutes of sleep
before I start this horrid day

failure

when everything starts falling
you wonder if your heart was right
is this where your suppose to be?
if so how do you stay?
rent isn't optional and it never stops being due
food is becoming scarce and you ponder on how to make something out of nothing
empty cupboards talk to your stomach in teasing tones
don't send me home with nothing but failures
optimism won't even let me weep
just hold on a little longer

a test?

all of us with our thinking faces
trying to do the best we can
searching our minds for arbitrary facts forgotten
we run after what was left behind
pins and paper
questions no answers
measuring my intellect with someones broken scale
I wonder what description of my self will this test tell
will it say how I stayed up all night comforting a friend
or my daily struggles to exude love
will it tell how I have looked fear in his eyes and stood strong
without a flinch of doubt
or will it tell a tale of how much pointless information I can regurgitate on paper
a story that will never be told again