And
I dissolve into the sky.
Wanderlust
Takes me by the soul.
The open road.
The crashing surf.
So much magnificence to behold
In
And
On
This earth.
The very roots of the trees share my
Ancient truth.
They know the origin
Of my the journey.
If I stand still
And breathe
I
Remember the connection.
The very source of
The
Beginning.
There
I am.
Let’s sneak out after midnight.
Meet me down the road.
We’ll go running through the field.
Nobody will know.
Bring your father’s bourbon
And a radio too.
We’ll listen to some music.
Maybe dance a song or two.
I’ll bring us a blanket
And wear my yellow dress.
The one I wore last summer.
The one you like best.
We’ll lay down with each other.
Not breathe a single word.
Because we know what our hearts are saying.
Nothing that can be heard.
We’ll count the stars to a million.
We’ll laugh until we cry.
We’ll hold each others hands.
Watch the lightening bugs make fire in the
Sky.
And I can’t wait to see you.
Can’t wait to breathe you in.
Can’t wait to see your laughing eyes
And do it all again.
She thought.
She did not think.
She loved.
She believed she loved.
She thought she was awake.
She was only dreaming
So
Here she lies staring
At the ceiling.
And
Sleep evades her
This darkest night
As so many nights before.
Once again she tosses and turns,
Unpleasant thoughts raging inside her brain.
More often than not this bed is no friend.
Every moment
We are awakening.
We are the student and the teacher
In every way.
Each moment
We are teaching each other
How to live and love.
Each moment
We are learning from each other
How to love and live.
Live and love
In this awareness.
Kept by you.
There must be precious metals in my veins.
A mysterious magnetism.
On the brink of insanity
With passion you fill my lungs.
My eyes.
My heart.
A detonation.
My destruction upon your touch
Making room for new matter.
My perseverance.
My tears.
We have arrived
Yet still
We soar.
Our minds,
Our hearts
Cannot yield.
We cannot stop.
For even as we slumber
We are writing
The next line.
I hold on to things
Life has left
For
Far too long.
I put them under my pillow
While I dream.
And
Weave them into the wild flowers in my hair.
I seem to carry a
Concealed hope
That they might come back to life
If only I
Love them enough.
She must
Stop and contain herself
As she imagines
His mind moving freely
About her body.
She knows
His
Thoughts
Play
With her.
They
Wander
Her skin frequently.
You are afraid of the way she leaves you
Reeling.
She can feel you.
See more than your skin.
Parts of you not one single heart has
Seen.
Or held.
No questions
Or explanations.
Just being.
You move to her without resistance
For there is none left,
Not even in your darkest parts.
The voices have hushed.
She has penetrated and annihilated the threat
For she is audacious.
Reached into them with her unspoken light
And held each one to her soul.
Singing them to sleep
Without destroying herself.
Now look.
Without fear there is only
Love.
Between
Sunset and sunrise
There he lies.
Between Heaven and
Hell
There he writes.
Can you see his secrets
Beneath the lines?
Can you hear his truth
Between
The lies?
Chole Into Diamonds 