staring at the clock,
hearing each little tic
resound inside my head.
sitting here, waiting
wondering where you might be
tonight.
wondering what you’re doing –
what you’re thinking…
are you alone?
staring at the clock,
feeling myself slip
inexorably into desperation.
consoling myself with
a bottle of bacardi and
a pack of marlboros.
staring at the phone,
wishing for life,
willing it to ring.
staring at the clock
marking each minute
with a slash upon my arm.
wondering
waiting
wishing
wondering why you had to leave –
leave me here alone,
to worship your memory.
staring at the clock,
coming closer to oblivion
with each passing second.
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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Soul-Wrenching Yearning
looking around, a comfortable feeling settles –
the old faces and names swirl in and out of the fog
like beacons on an endless midnight ocean
that somehow managed to burn.
dancing in and out of my life, always there
just beyond my reach – just out of my sight…
a kindred spirit feeling lost and alone
not knowing which turn to take.
crossing the years and the tears,
we wound up in this space and time –
neither of us quite knowing what
our next move should be.
so, look deeply into my eyes -
let’s get lost tonight in each other and
share those whispered secrets
we know so well one more time.
we’ve started a story whose end must not wait –
the curtains still dance with the wind and the sky
as music softens until it was only an underscoring
of the movements between our two hearts
your voice - silken threads softly whispered
in the small hours of the night into
a waiting ear and an ever trembling heart –
spending one more night alone.
alone?
how can that be when you were just here –
your fingertips just caressing my face as
your words play my heart like an aria.
so please tell me - when will our eyes meet?
when can finally i touch you?
when will this strong yearning end?
everything inside of me is wanting you and needing you
the old faces and names swirl in and out of the fog
like beacons on an endless midnight ocean
that somehow managed to burn.
dancing in and out of my life, always there
just beyond my reach – just out of my sight…
a kindred spirit feeling lost and alone
not knowing which turn to take.
crossing the years and the tears,
we wound up in this space and time –
neither of us quite knowing what
our next move should be.
so, look deeply into my eyes -
let’s get lost tonight in each other and
share those whispered secrets
we know so well one more time.
we’ve started a story whose end must not wait –
the curtains still dance with the wind and the sky
as music softens until it was only an underscoring
of the movements between our two hearts
your voice - silken threads softly whispered
in the small hours of the night into
a waiting ear and an ever trembling heart –
spending one more night alone.
alone?
how can that be when you were just here –
your fingertips just caressing my face as
your words play my heart like an aria.
so please tell me - when will our eyes meet?
when can finally i touch you?
when will this strong yearning end?
everything inside of me is wanting you and needing you
Reverence
a nocturnal visit -
within that small piece of the night,
they could both pretend...
they could ride the heart of a whirlwind,
secured in place with a rope
braided from the dreams of trees
the heart has its reasons -
reasons whereof reason knows nothing
she was drowning in their need
yet alone in a fragment...
a fragment of nothingness
beneath the mysterious black vault of velvet skies
perfection of dignity and virtue
lay in a corona of clouds
gathered about her head -
perfectly silhouetted against the moon,
her beauty lay in far more
than the outward description
the radiance of her smile
was as tangible as a soft breeze,
and it melted his cold heart
shadows swirling in crystal,
his voice trembled
like the dying aspen leaf
eyes flamed with hunger...
desire...
triumph...
as her hair tore free -
whipping about her face
like medusa's snakes
in moonlight, she was marble and shadow
and he knelt before her,
drowning himself
in a thick puddle of fog -
a lifetime since he'd laughed;
an eternity since he'd cried.
he whispered her name -
a voice so close to silence
one must strain to hear it -
and his eyes drank her down
like a bracing tot
of hot gin
the moment was sacrosanct,
and shadows caressed them reverently,
like sycophantic demons...
and a pure white light
spread like winter ice
over the darkness.
within that small piece of the night,
they could both pretend...
they could ride the heart of a whirlwind,
secured in place with a rope
braided from the dreams of trees
the heart has its reasons -
reasons whereof reason knows nothing
she was drowning in their need
yet alone in a fragment...
a fragment of nothingness
beneath the mysterious black vault of velvet skies
perfection of dignity and virtue
lay in a corona of clouds
gathered about her head -
perfectly silhouetted against the moon,
her beauty lay in far more
than the outward description
the radiance of her smile
was as tangible as a soft breeze,
and it melted his cold heart
shadows swirling in crystal,
his voice trembled
like the dying aspen leaf
eyes flamed with hunger...
desire...
triumph...
as her hair tore free -
whipping about her face
like medusa's snakes
in moonlight, she was marble and shadow
and he knelt before her,
drowning himself
in a thick puddle of fog -
a lifetime since he'd laughed;
an eternity since he'd cried.
he whispered her name -
a voice so close to silence
one must strain to hear it -
and his eyes drank her down
like a bracing tot
of hot gin
the moment was sacrosanct,
and shadows caressed them reverently,
like sycophantic demons...
and a pure white light
spread like winter ice
over the darkness.
Remember My Love
He looked in her eyes,
Finally seeing the light.
The warmth of her love
Had made everything all right.
He drew her close
For love’s first kiss
And whispered in her ear,
“Please remember this.
At the end of the day
When you’re feeling low,
Just remember this night
And our love will grow.
When you’re feeling defeated
Like no one’s cared for a while,
Just remember my love
To renew your smile.”
Finally seeing the light.
The warmth of her love
Had made everything all right.
He drew her close
For love’s first kiss
And whispered in her ear,
“Please remember this.
At the end of the day
When you’re feeling low,
Just remember this night
And our love will grow.
When you’re feeling defeated
Like no one’s cared for a while,
Just remember my love
To renew your smile.”
Realization
a vivid rainbow of understanding
suddenly lit in his consciousness.
in its glow, he saw something
immense…
something so large and wonderful
it seemed unquestionable…
preordained.
he turned to face her and
found her bathed in an
ethereal, pale yellow glow.
it transformed the once
plain and dowdy woman
into a creature of almost
unbearable beauty.
she is eos, goddess of the dawn,
he thought.
she is truly beautiful,
and i have fallen in love
with her in this very instant.
i’m so in love with her
it feels as if i’m drowning.
suddenly lit in his consciousness.
in its glow, he saw something
immense…
something so large and wonderful
it seemed unquestionable…
preordained.
he turned to face her and
found her bathed in an
ethereal, pale yellow glow.
it transformed the once
plain and dowdy woman
into a creature of almost
unbearable beauty.
she is eos, goddess of the dawn,
he thought.
she is truly beautiful,
and i have fallen in love
with her in this very instant.
i’m so in love with her
it feels as if i’m drowning.
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