One Day, Completed

One day,
another day
a long line,
a necklace
of pearl days, stretching
between my fingers,
the sun riding along
the string,
around my finger
never stopping
my life’s ellipse
fingering the seasons
stopping on this day
a Danish spring day
chasing the sun
chasing me
The years fly by
over my head
the sun shines

swirling around my finger…

When I Younger, Was

When I younger, was
there was always a mountain
or two to comfort my thoughts
another one to climb
to admire from afar
another conquest
another day,
Now that I older, am
I still find myself
atop some windswept
considering the panoramas
of any number
of future conquests
that lie in
my past…

Just Words, You Know

Words delight
and hurt as well,
They tell us who we are
and who we want others
to be,
My words, carefully said
long thought out about
not minced, nor swallowed
like my pride tends to be,
Words between you and I
hidden thoughts, longings
unsaid feelings, captured moments
Just words, you know
defining you and I…

Complicated, Not

are our lives
not complicated?
why is remembering
that when, is only just
a memory, a moment
in time,

When I told her
I loved her
when her smile appeared
in the seconds that followed

When life was not complicated
being mere moments
a few seconds
the time to breathe
one breath
the image traveling
from head to heart

-just a few seconds of time

Tandem Dreams

Being a pair
with tandem dreams
easy is not a word
to remember,
like hard is

Two of a kind
the troubles begin
when more than one thought
is combined, with another

that us moving in the same
direction, was enough
but cooperation
was really the key for

If I thought about
taking a break
while she pedaled her heart out
enjoying the views,
the road beckoned ahead,

being the combination
of two hearts, two minds
and at least 4 feet, traveling
in the same sphere, thinking
in the same direction,

Leaving no time, nor energy
for independent thought
not at least if wanting
to get anywhere, anytime soon

Sometimes, I wish
that life was a bit more even
not just uphill, tired legs and minds
knowing that downhill comes
now and then,

but uphill

becomes the price to pay
when things even out


Cutting Kisses

Cutting kisses
strewn about the floor
wondering if desire had
an end?

Arms flailing
the curtains thrown back
slicing the morning light
streaming currents into my eyes
my sight drowning

Her beauty, that no one else sees
her hidden talents, her wayward smile
her fingers coaxing, beckoning me back

Cutting kisses
blowing whispers turned yells
shouting, professing our love
the top of our lungs, the top
no higher, no seemingly way higher?

Saying it better
more succinct, more precise
using dictionaries and encyclopedias
huge tomes of forgotten lore
those who have described what I felt
why I did so, what she did, why we wanted

Why we wanted each other?

Cutting kisses
while tossing roses about the room
candles dancing in their light
the smell of burning wax, her lipstick trails
marking pathways on my skin,

God, how I loved her
when she decorated my life

with her love…