I see we
Coral reefs rebuilding
Faith and science merging
Fingers intertwining
Neighborly and such
Time to be
Touching at heart-level
With one cause, all rebels
Sisters, brothers ever
Keeping, caring much
One, two, three
Breaths, then best foot forward
Goodness in deed and word
See how heaven has heard
Angels among us
Wanting to look
More deep into her eyes
Wanting this thing
More than breathing
Wanting to calm
What stutter-stops his voice
Wanting to know
What does he want
Enter into conversation
She will be your song
Enter into understanding
He will prove myth wrong
Red Rock and Birch Tree
Apex Creature of the sea
Crown Jewels to me
Original Thought Credit: “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” -Matthew 6:21; The Holy Bible, King James Version
If
Songstress
Eyes
Ignore
Illusion
Then
Hoping
Heartstrings
Feel
Confusion
This
Artist
Formerly
Into
You
Comes
Harder
Renamed
Singing
Anew
What magic man makes
Much of this tender heart-light
Touch the edge of me
I found you are brave
Sugar, I know your heart’s strong
I need your feet swift
One warm tear after another
Fell shocking me after I’d whispered my name aloud in some man’s voice I no longer know
Tears as heavy diamonds, flawless and innocent, from my right first then my left
Each with the viscosity needed to let love flow through this muscle-car I call my heart
This, coldest of winter’s night
There’ll be no bicycle parked outside my heart
At your disposal
Your hands are unclean
Your feet too unwilling
Not enough strength in your lungs
To ride with my whimsy
I backtrack along backroads that lead to sunflower fields
And I’ve seen your eyes fall short of reverence
I offer too often, too much — my invitation time and again to set a spell
For the sunlight’s forever waning
It’s a light we need to follow
Can’t I wish to hold each photon with you?
How would one say this most tenderly
Having taken a chance, a first step
Towards a clean slate
Brushed clean the old optimist’s talk of hoping to give one’s whole heart
For one’s whole life
An offer of a lifetime
Open hands held
Shaking for oh, so, long
Waiting crazy patient
Retracted now, reality calls
How should I say this most tenderly, liar
Enjoy the ride South
As you watch me
Enjoy the ride
The sliver of time before I became tragic
Was it a wicked serpent’s word
Some desired autonomy
This devotion to husband and child?
Think with me honestly
What of heart’s protracted pain
Is my sweet apple affinity
My downfall?
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