PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

irreverent misbehaviors

our hopes in the pocket

of space

I feel the grappling sunlight

of your intent

and the wind stands in stillness

to pay homage to this moment

in which we so easily relate

your wounded past

sentences my eyes to tears

your mercurial heart

an engine to drive your love

with words unadorned

into my fondest thoughts

the captive holds hostage

his captor

in splendid colors of welcome

with doors flung wide open

I hear what you want to say

even when you say little at all

we express on a level that claims

no borders as its own

we seem to have known each other

from word one

some mystical reprinting held

over likely from the soul

just think of all the texts

we've yet to even open

much of everything lies this side

our way

its glorious to find even as

I myself have been found

you

me

a bodiless wealth of knowledge

that makes my soul happy it

can see the colors of love

and the outline of those I've

journeyed with before

more simply put

THANK YOU

for this latest crossroad allowed

(1043pm Jan. 29,2002)