How can a person feel that they have lost
what they have never had...
miss,
what they have never known
...
does such a man as you exist
have I idolized you
making you better than you are?
from my dreams
...
I close my eyes and retreat further into my dreams.
I stand before you unabashed and wanting.
the notes and letters of love float through the air, easily dispensed, waiting to be proved.
its not that I don't trust,
...
I want to kiss the droplets of water from your eyelashes.
to feel you slippery against my skin.
wet hands searching
wanting.
...
the wind blew
stripping all in its wake
leaves, clouds, souls...
even the moon seemed to sway gently in the sky.
...
you burst into my room
like god himself wearing galoshes
casually stepping over
the threshold into my heart
...
I wanted to hear them hail from your lips
those stories,
speaking of portraits not painted yet,
journals empty not yet committed to the hue of sin
...
you call to me across the miles
night winds carry the whispers
floating on the breeze
through my windows
...
with closed eyes
and no growing wings
I fell in love with you.
flying into that huge valley
...
the passenger
who takes the loneliest road,
sees the time
in which the trees
...