Tuesday, March 17, 2015

If you seek me

Forgive my
Samples if you will
That allude
To my illusions but
Let's have a date
At a funeral
Cry tears of loss
And Compassion
Come home
Make life to each other
In any masks
That you please
You don't have to do
Anything you don't want to do
But you can do
Anything you want to do
It's funny
Seems like
I've loved you
like you love Ben
For a thousand years
Next to yours
I have the best lips
It's spring
Let me kiss your rose hips
If Vincent had loved you
He would have heard
The Ocean in his soul
Could we read each other
Like braille
And write Lady Chatterley's Lover
And D.H. Lawrence's Biography
Until it gets so true
We need a secret
Sound proof room
With a moon roof
So that star gazing
Adds to the after-affect
This is how real people do
They visualize
They build bridges across forever
Meet each other halfway across the sky
They always choose love one more time
Every time
Those who awaken do
You could leave
But I also know that now is eternal
First let's explore
As many other scenarios
As write poetry
And prose
If you do go
I will love to see you happy
Whoever you love
And if the souls
Of my ancestors
Suffer inside me
Because I broke
Their traditions
That wasn't my intention
Let their tears
Smear the words
But soothe my dry eyes
As I resurrect us
In the minds of the masses
I hear cicadas
Write to your circadian rhythms
Play your body
Like piano keys
So sweetly
That we know god
In each other
Yes, Yes, Yes,
I doubt you heard this about me
But I give all to love
Friends, kindred
Nothing I refuse
Even if I lose
It's how I can look less than
And still be in your fantasy
That becomes reality
You move my pen
Like you love Ben
So I ask you
Would you rather
Love like that
And be loved like that
Take a chance
That seed could become
A grove of Aspen trees
Filled with brightly colored birds
And Bees
Let my lips taste
Like your honey
My heart read
Like your calligraphy
Stitch ourselves
Into eternity
Beside me.