Faith

My faith, it sometimes wanders
In the stillness of the night
When the solitude surrounds me
And exhausts my will to fight.

When your voice is not enough
To hold the rising fears at bay
And I see that there's no answer
To the fervent prayers I pray.

When I worry I'll forget
The special way you look at me
When I reach my hand to touch
But cannot touch a memory.

In these dark and silent hours
When the ache consumes me whole
All I have is battered faith
The glue that holds my shattered soul.

 

Insomnia

I couldn't sleep, I tossed and turned
As night gave way to dawn
My love, she was oblivious
And slumbered deeply on.

Her features were relaxed in sleep
With slightly parted lips
I pulled the covers gently down
Just barely past her hips.

My hand skimmed over sexy curves
I felt my body stir
Her soft moan left me confident
Of what would next occur.

But then she turned away from me
And pulled the covers high
She slumbered on, quite undisturbed
Alas! Not so was I.

Critical Point

Boiling, building
Hot and heavy
Bubbling deep within
Coiling, pulsing
Flowing near
The surface of my skin.

Ice-cold fury
Red-hot rage
Run molten in my veins
Burning me
Consuming me
And weakening the chains.

Voice of reason
Ever dimmer
Swallowed in the din
Phase transition
Sane to mad
Now Chaos will begin.

g

hThe Burning Bush

I took my shoes from off my feet,
I took the rest off too
I stood before the burning bush
Prepared to worship you.

I knelt down on my knees in awe
I bent my head down low
I looked upon the burning bush
And felt the fire grow.

I put my hand inside the fire
I felt the scorching heat
I felt the flames engulfing me
With no thought of retreat.

I ventured then to taste the fire
I licked the tongues of flame
I worshipped at the burning bush
Not stopping 'til you came.

I saw the bush was not consumed
Although it burned with fire
It must indeed be holy ground
The font for my desire.

What I Could Do

I could be a superstar
Drive a sleek, expensive car
Win a Golden Palm at Cannes
Sign my name for every fan

I could model for Chanel
Have the critics say "quelle belle"
Drip with jewelry and gold
Such a vision to behold

I could bring about world peace
Cause all poverty to cease
With Annan and Kim Dae Jung
Oslo in the afternoon

I could fly to outer space
Build a high-tech lunar base
Solve for superstrings by dawn
Find the fabled graviton

I could live my every dream
But I know that it would seem
Less than perfect, full of flaws
And I'd give it up, because

It would not mean a thing without you.

Touch Me

Touch me, darling
Make me burn
Give me that for
Which I yearn.
Kiss me deeply
Breathe my air
Kiss me, darling
everywhere.
Stroke me gently
Tease my skin
Stroke me, darling
Deep within.
Take me hard and
Make me come
Take me, darling
I'll succumb.
Hold me to you
Very tight
Hold me, darling
Through the night.
Wake me slowly
With your kiss
Wake me, darling
Into bliss.

 

 

Regrets

Our mortality nips at our heels
But fools that we are, we ignore it
We see it strike out at our friends
And then we decry and abhor it.

We squander our time on this earth
We waste precious moments we're given
But thinking of her at death's door
I wonder. By what are we driven?

By plans to accumulate cash
By living for others' opinion
By hoping to live out our dreams
Before we approach Death's dominion.

But the future is not guaranteed
And Death lies around the next corner
I don't want to die with regrets
I cry for myself as I mourn her.