Just a Note

It's just another Friday as we

edge closer to our dreams,

40 days and 40 nights

until we make it ours...

I celebrate for us, for you,

for me, for everyone who 

celebrates with us, dancing

for all those who didn't 

end up as fortunate as we did.

And anyway, I'm thinking 

about you this morning and

holding you up like a jewel

to watch the sunlight shine through...

I think of our love for each other

and how it makes me feel warm

even in its intensity which only grows...

and it makes me wonder;

this is just a note for you

as you start your day,

a little I love you

to light your way.

Stolen Days

Stolen days and stolen nights,

I'm dreaming of you...

the days I disappeared, to run

away to think of you.

Under the bridges,

out on the waters...

in the quiet places

I sought you and 

your memory;

over the mountains,

and through the meadows...

in the shade of a thousand trees, 

Seek me and then find me,

she said through the cream...

lost and then found and 

I steamed all my seams,

to hop on a plane

and touch all my dreams,

To hold you up close

and change reality's streams.

She Loved Me First

She felt me growing

in her womb,

before I even was, 

she loved me first,

and after I had been 

stolen, she mourned 

my loss, ever hopeful

there would come a day

when we would be

reunited and we could 

love each other...

and I think how 

she fretted about

my location and well being, and

that she longed for my happiness;

hoping that I would find it, 

and I know that

she loved me first.

Into the Universe

And out, and into

the Universe, through you,

my twin flame and shadow...

my point of the singularity,

my center, my focus...

And out, and into

the world, through you,

stolen, but resourceful,

resilient, and determined

to return to the source

into the Universe with you.

 

The Fear

Mama, I got the fear,

just a little nagging thorn

in my mind...a demon playing

a horrendous instrument

to a dirge about failure,

but I laugh, because I have you mama...

and if father won't acknowledge me,

we will move on without him,

smokestack lightning...

just a little nagging thorn

in my mind...

the demon continues to play,

and even if he has no power here,

the music does it's job 

and produces melancholy, let it come...

occult children in the dawn of the holy,

I remember who I am and the melancholy flees,

the sadness now a celebration, the fear a memory,

What if everything goes right?

Bursts forth from my light.

The fear running scared now,

as I break on through to the other side...

Strangers

Life lived as strangers,

we were unknown to each other,

but felt the longing for each other.

And I wonder how close 

we may have came to each other

in that life lived so long ago now?

And you said to me:

I would have known you were mine.

And that made me smile

because we were strangers for a time.

But now we are together,

no longer lost, but found and

so close to being completed;

the beginning of the rest of our lives,

no longer strangers, but family 

as it always has been 

under our skin and in our souls.

You brought me here,

my portal, my mother, my twin.

We learned our lessons and now

we get to enjoy ourselves together

for the rest of our lives.

No longer strangers,

I'm coming home.

I'll Be Waiting

I'm on a private beach in my mind,

resting in the sand and surf...

thinking of you and I.

The sun licks our skin 

as the clouds play for our imaginations,

we smile together on our private beach.

The sound of the waves reminds me

how I love you: an ebb and flow

again and again...

And I feel you in my heart,

and until that day,

I'll be waiting to hold you,

and on that day,

we will celebrate our love.