there was a separate scale
of knowing there we don't
speak of it so much as see
amidst its not believing
the questions never end
as you the scale playing
as if feeling empathies
which may not be answered
I never wanted to go alone
and there finding I didn't
became known by the wait
outstripping its impatience
my hand on her door becomes
her ardent curiosity
and then mine avid also
as we shyly kindly reach
into our nature improbably
seen not believed we are
faithful that what will be
us touches what is us now
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
if once i
know myself a moment
that's absent of hope
or frustration and sense
the world without magic
protecting my redoubt
and in that moment stop
creating it and love
it for what it isn't,
then surely you'll walk
in a light of innocence
that's absent of hope
or frustration and sense
the world without magic
protecting my redoubt
and in that moment stop
creating it and love
it for what it isn't,
then surely you'll walk
in a light of innocence
Sunday, March 14, 2010
(outstretched)
and married briefly until we left us fearing what we weren't seeming to be split our hearts in five | perhaps shaped our love somehow felt far more aware of each other than distance or time allows us to maybe | |
why we always felt we could, enlaced fifty fingers, twenty which never let go and always wouldn't have | ||
to playfully part to see if we can by no known means, but eternity to search, find each other again | looking at possibility considering probability parsing conditionality dreaming uncreation deciding to abide |
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