Hm
I can't believe that I love you
It's almost too big
Like I can't let you go
Like I don't know how I'll make it
Like you've become a part of me
All the cliches suddenly mean more to me
I can't believe it
I'll stuff it down until it explodes out of me
SMILE!!
I love a man who smiles
I love a woman who smiles
A great big smile
Almost bigger than the world
In every scene
I love it
Back <3
I love the curve of one's back
The deep swell
And the low sink
Smooth as a snake that twists itself up
I love the small of one's back
That is perfectly fit for a hand
Pronounced with posture and breath
A sensual part
I love the shoulder blades
Delicately shown
I love the spine
Which protrudes softly with the skin
Turning cautiously, yet deftly
And I love the silhouette it all makes in the dark
Where?
where shall i go after bundling in sheep skin and wool
after pouring hot water into rose petals and leaves
after letting my hair hang dry and softening my skin
where shall i go
will the sun keep shining in stark array
and the golden grass sharp and cutting to the blue sheet behind
where shall i go if it all looks the same
where shall i go
where shall i go if i forget to bring a map
walking aimlessly into the west like a miner or an indian
walking slowly to listen for coyotes, birds and snow
where shall i go
will i find the thing i search for
if any beauty there will it be forgotton or captured
where shall i go if i lose the picture for the distraction
where shall i go
Miss Vanity (part 2)
Oh darling I love when you can't help but miss me as I walk away
When your eyes talk desperately to mine, saying 'why oh why can't you be mine?'
I apologize for being preoccupied, but you can keep your preoccupation with me
Hold it dear, trying not to let it show
But didn't you know? Silly girls can read smart boys' minds
Inging
I remember a day that we lounged away
No insecurities of what we would think
Wearing my body outside of my shirt
Turning and lying in the brightest sunlight
Hanging over sparkling blue
Reading Moby Dick and other literary highlights
Sitting in the dark and drinking ourselves silly
Holding hands and counting stars
Leaping and laughing and sighing and sleeping
I wish I was much closer to that day
A Story About a Kiss
One night I kissed you deeply
In front of Christmas lights
We turned on the radio to "listen"
Headlights frightened us as they came
We kissed so I can't remember
But the breathing and your touch
Your hands and face are mine my dear
And so is your love
I kissed you to tell you something
As much as a kiss can tell
I wish we could be much closer
For now we sit and wait
I hope this kiss is timeless
We'll say "remember when"
We sighed and made it lovely
Just two kids letting it show
Exposure
My love is a dark room
Developing you slowly
Swimming in the sea and flying through the air
Soon you will be dry and I will take you out into the light
Show my friends and family
What a pretty picture
Oh dear, I will sigh, they still do not see the depth of focus
My eye behind the camera and it's passionate intent
The way I held you dearly as a delicate piece
Still, what do they know of dark rooms and love?
The Quiet Things...
I feel quite heartbroken today
I can't help but ask "How can you do that and say you love me?"
And He whispers "How can you do those things and say you love me?"
Oh God I am heartbroken
What could you be?
It's an unrelenting nag in my heart, a tap on my shoulder every afternoon
How can you love me and still think those things?
I guess you're not thinking, but feeling those things
I wonder if You're forgetful, I wish I could be
I said I forgave but it's not left undone
Here and there it hurts me, here and there it talks
Oh God I am heartbroken
How could you be?
Love
I am almost in love
Almost to the shouting stage
Where I can't let you go
Needing all of you always
Where the feeling goes from my throat to my toes
Almost in love
