Some One
in the Kitchen
boiling Water
Beside me
with a Light on
with a warm Voice
with a Penchant
for Chai tea
wanting Details
frOm my dreaming
so to Use them
Against me
Some One
in the Kitchen
boiling Water
Beside me
with a Light on
with a warm Voice
with a Penchant
for Chai tea
wanting Details
frOm my dreaming
so to Use them
Against me
In the writing world
In the whole-wide, spinning world
In my little world
Conquer me in my sleep. Invade my dreams. My right thigh has flexed
in preparation for battle.
I know you can do this, I know that you’re more than soft, broad feathers on your outside.
I am afraid. Kiss the fear from me -you have my permission. Then slay me with what I must learn.
I’ve a way
With the word of your name
Tends towards teasing
With serious style
Leaves my lips
Rides on wind
Lands like dust on your skin
Sounds like a Canadian smile
The notion of if I’m alive
I test and poke every day
Here is the truth that I say
The pleasure I give
Through kisses I steal
The footprints I leave
While helping hearts heal
The breath of a loved one
Warm-cold on my back
The hug with a dear friend
That cuts bright through the black
The fondness on faces
As they think of me
The writings I scribble
Of all I need see
The softness I send
For years without end
Is how I prove I’m alive, dear friend
I have love
For the sunrise
Of a place I’ve never seen
A place that doesn’t know my eyes exist
But believes they must
It must be enough that I wake daily
With the vision of my beloved
And not the warmth
When I feel the final breeze
I want none other light in my eyes
Be healed
Outside
Under the stars
Or the stars above the clouds
With warmth
And friends
Around your neck or underfoot
Be healed