In a Fire

  Beautiful woman

 made of ash 

and dust

carved in a fire

     I'm melting in your heart

witness to the graves you dug

     hear me as a whisper

     feel me as a roar

     you have me as a promise

i am here

i feel the embers

and my god, that's a promise

i'm walking with you

i'm here

Rain Can’t Wash me Away

Is it easy for you

to keep walking

to keep walking away

to do

to do for you

what you gotta do

so you and I 

you and I 

and I 

can lay 

this fantasy 

to rest. 

I stood still

I waited

I prayed 

and I gave my heart 

for you to see

 

and I waited 

and I walked away

and if you think

I’ll come back

another day

I won’t

 

and now it’s raining 

it’s pouring

and we won’t share 

a good morning

I Won’t Stop

I’m feeling you 

     I feel like it's you 

     I know 

          it’s you. 

It’s a feeling where the beat of my heart drops to my root 

     and with a slow breath 

          I can 

          control it 

softening my body 

softening your body, and another breath 

so I can talk to you 

          kiss you 

          touch you and

          hold you

So I can love every groove, 

     like the palms of your hands 

look to your eyes 

     and learn to breathe 

               for the first time 

     in front of you

          my divine

Quantum Construct

Mold me awake
old lover
with the brush of your hand
my body stands sturdy

     I am your earth to shape

Send me your waves
wise activator
with your glance and stare
the moon says we're ready

     You are the sea I breathe

Look to our star
my dreamer
with your tongue and sight
my bones rattle to your energy

     Quantum is the leap I take


Fractals and feats

soul whispers repeat
to withstand the fury of

everything we came to remember

ATG Activator

Fingers wrapped—hand in hand—

like double helixes winding,

DNA strands, codon rings

emanating, 

here’s the key to your dreams.

Patience settles

inspiration flows

to what anticipation already knows.

[Because the muse

doesn’t wait—

she expands,

creates,

shapes pictures in the dark

and molds silence into gifts.

And wrath—

is not a sin

when it flows with truth

wading through the rough waters

for what desire remembers

before it was taught to behave]

And while the James Webb Space Telescope

searches for the beginning of time,

I already know what’s mine.

I don’t need a lens

to believe 

I see stardust in your eyes.

The Weight of Choking

To spend so long being strong

I break to the

sound 

the sniff

the touch

your taste

your laugh 

your love

I choke. 

You’re gone. 

My act is up. 

Weakness exposed. 

Our love too big to wear

I choke 

to say you’re gone

I choke and

I take another breath

I choke

and I take another step 

From Washington St

Like most mornings, we’d watch the sunrise without you.

Gazing at the water tower

our hearts decided to meet

and for a while, your eyes met us in the morning

same as the spectacle and wonder of the ever-consistent

but always elusive

sunrise

is the only way I know how to describe

how my heart believes

through the death of each night

we will wait to watch you rise