Walking a Walk

Taking a walk
to her house, her place
her lifestyle pleases
and tempts me inside

She wants, she needs
I only want her, I’ve walked
a walk beside her house
her life, her needs wanting
her to want

Stopping by chance
to tie my shoe, to look about
a glance upwards, to stare a bit
to lie in wait, a waiting game
that wanters play,

I chanced upon
her door, her porch
admiring her flowers, her blooms
her hastily potted plants
her rocking chair, looking
lonely for someone like me

Placing my ear
to the wood, the door jamb
the entry point, the exist chased
out of her life, her heart
my walking, walked away,

My doubts took a breather
a moment of time to light
a cigarette, to have a smoke
while casually waiting a moment
or three, waiting for a chance
for a non-smoker like me,

I raised my hand
to knock a knock
to raise my hopes
and douse the flames
of my doubts,
I know, she knows me
but want me, clear is not
as all of the wants,
and the fears
that surround my head,
and my heart

One day as I was walking
a walk, in one particular way
a direction of thought
one of wanting, and loneliness
wanting nothing more
and being less than that
someone to share my time
my, our time together

Walking a walk with her….

Our Day Together

We  hadn’t planned

to be together

on this fading Winter Day

in Denmark,

 

You wrapped your coat around you, while

the Cold Winds in Québec, threatened

your otherwise Danish Smile,

warming, as it was here today

 

I tried my best, to share with you

the hours, before we were

to part, again

We talked and laughed, as it should be

and I sensed the joy in your smile, and in your eyes,

 

When our time was over, I asked you not to cry

because tears were not necessary, not yet anyway,

and I took you in my arms, and gave you a hug

parting our ways, in the most warmest way,

and you waved goodbye, and I did as well,

 

Thus closing this Chapter, in the book of our lives,

but the book does go on, with Chapters unwritten

and smiles and laughter, and promises

to keep,

-and promises to keep, of who you are,

-and who I was, and collecting those facts

-and putting them in our mind’s files,

-and learning and laughing

-and smiling again,

 

and smiling again…

Lost in Your Dark

Dreams

Awake Dreams

Thinking of you, and your ways

again,

 

My first sip of coffee, French Roast,

the grounds part, the steam rises

I’m lost in your dark once again,

 

Arguing with you, not present

telling you how crazy, you make me feel

Smile, don’t tempt me again

I just might give in

next time,

 

Lost in your dark, shaking my head

wanting to know and be known,

 

Caress the lines of my life, with yours

Fingers quiver, time travels, waiting for your return

again,

 

I’ve fallen into your dark, it seems

not wanting to tell myself the truth,

nor you as well,

 

I’ve fallen into your eyes,

blink once, twice

to see me together

with you…..