Amidst The Noise

I hope too
I do

I hope He
Whispers with stardust 
My name 
Into your heart 

And it swirls and won’t settle
And it stirs your feet
Until you are found

In the calm wind
Of your name
That He whispered 
Into my heart

Concerto

The soul-thieving
The final note
The rise of it, without warning
The float away, away 
The carried heartstrings
The compelled to stay, to wait
The Violin, faultless 
The love, endless Any Way 

Storied Smile

Mr. Great, Mr. Great
I must touch your teeth
They have stories, such great stories
I’ll tempt them to tell

I have secrets, secret secrets
And a contagious splash
See here This Thing, This Shiny Thing
I’ll force your smile yet