Wednesday, July 26, 2006

A Cold and Rainy Night

A light rain falling
The cool night air caresses me
The night is still
A portentous silence
Reminding me of what was, is and what will be
What was lost, remains lost, and what I have yet to lose
Love
What was mine, remains mine and what will once more be mine
The memory of love
Like a recurring dream
A companion I have grown fond of
And refuse to give up

Is it just the memory I miss
Or is it you?
Our togetherness
What was once so real
A living breathing thing
Is now a distant memory
Like images captured in my mind's eye
Like footprints on a beach
Or words written
Washed away by wilful,playful waves
On a wild, windswept shore

Do you think of me at all?
On days like this
I miss you the most
Wherever you are
I hope you are well

Be happy
And know you are cherished and missed
By someone far away

Heaven and Hell

To pull you close
Hold you and kiss you
Every time like it’s our last kiss
Passion and longing
Unspoken communication

Our breath intermingling
The taste, the smell of your lips
Ambrosia
The way you feel beneath my fingers
So soft, so warm
Summer silk
The smell of your skin
Jasmine after the rain
To touch you
Both without and within

To hold you
Make love to you
Sweat, sweet pain and longing
Striving toward a moment
Of perfect understanding

That connection so basic
So perfect, so intense
Where words drift away
Morning mist burned by the sun
Everything else pales into nothingness
Like the faintest memory of a dream

Nothing else exists
Only the ragged sound
Of our breathing
The movement of our bodies
Striving toward fulfillment
Till we taste pleasure
So sweet it feels like pain

Is this heaven? Or is this hell?
I have never felt so alive
A thousand little deaths
A thousand hells
Pave the road to Nirvana, to bliss

And the next morning
Waking up next to you
Running my fingers through your hair
Feeling you stir beneath my touch
That first kiss

And then
Heaven and hell all over again.

Remembrance

A day of remembrance
For battles fought
Of defeats earned
And victory sought

Of tears and blood
Of passions spent
Sweat and toil
Reasons to repent

Of looming despair
Of crushing loss
Of life and love
All else is dross

Of hope renewed
Of deep breaths drawn
Even after the darkest night
Must come the dawn