Like Earth Meeting Water

Alone in the woods,
Thinking of the many things in this world.
None like the earth and the water.

In how they are in constant harmony.
They meet everyday without hate,
No prejudice, just peace.

The water helps the earth mold into something better.
The earth listens to the water with active ears.
The water whistles a tune from the heart.
The earth amplifies it for the world to hear.

If only I could see people act as such,
Like the earth meeting water.
If only I could find a man with those qualities,
To find my harmony within.

Shattered Mirror

For someone whose initials I'm terrified to put up

He shattered the mirror,
Leaving distorted pieces scattered on the floor.
No sweeping.
Bad luck for seven years.

Broken, the mirror stands.
Ugly, worthless, beaten in senselessness.
I stand before it, and I look to see an image barely.
Broken and scattered like the unswept pieces.

Then, like the ray of sunlight through the window,
That radiant smile and those strong arms.
That warm evening breeze, I felt in your presence.
Your defensiveness when the other shattered the mirror.

Maybe I didn't like the illusion of that mirror.
Maybe I only needed to see the smile on your face.
Maybe that really means you saw me for me.
Maybe I was afraid you liked the reflection in the mirror now shattered.

In hopes of seeing you again,
To see that warm and welcoming smile,
To feel your summery embrace,
The beauty I should have really seen...
Was in the way you looked at me all this time.

Dandelion (2)

For someone I can't put their initials up

I have found a dandelion,
I the coolness of the heat.
I want to give it to you,
Because you are what I hoped to find.

The glimmer of hope I held onto,
For so long, so long.
I found you among the weeds,
That lovely spot of yellow.

You are special,
You're amazing to me.
Sensitive like the petals,
Resilient like the stem,
Lovely like the color.

I've never had this much comfort,
Just in knowing you're there.
Knowing I have beauty holding my hand,
Knowing I have something as real as a flower.
The very flower that gives me hope.

I have found a dandelion,
I picked it just for you,
Because you are what I had hoped to find...
And more.

I Didn't Turn Around

For T.B.

I climbed over hills,
Rolling green with spots of brown.
The sun looks down through leaves of green,
Like your eyes when I look at you.

I didn't turn around,
Because you're the one person I look forward to.
Just like the dry earth
Waits for the rain to fall.

I didn't turn around,
Because I am not going to look in the past.
That is where time is wasted,
and I want that time to be with you.

I climbed over hills,
And I didn't turn around.
I see the stars,
But they shine duller than you.

How Lucky I Am

For T.B.

I am amazed,
An overwhelming feeling.
It makes me want to cry rejoicing,
I am lucky.

The burning desire in my soul,
Like the sun shining in my heart.
How sweetly a tender kiss is on your lips,
The butterflies flutter about their cage.

A graceful smile passes through.
And it recharges me like lightning.
To see that pleasure across your face,
Reminds me how lucky I am.

I want to burst out crying,
Amazed at the life I have now,
And the future I am building with you.
The feeling soaringly bubbles more.

Reminding me of my luckiness,
Is the feel of my head against your chest.
When we hold each other, I hear the steadiness in your heart.
It warms me to the core.

Seeing your striking blue-green eyes,
Feels me to the brim of contentedness,
Their beauty reminds me to smile,
And the fact that I'm yours.

At night, when I sleep,
I think of your chest rising and falling in rhythm.
How lucky I am,
To have you.

Watching the Grass Grow

For T.B.

Fields of dried brown grass,
Drought riddled earth, cursed.
It crunches beneath my bare feet,
Searing the bottoms as I walk.

No matter the number of tears I shed,
I could not revive the field.
I became jealous of everyone else's bliss.
How lushly green they looked.

Then along came you,
With a bucket of your hopes and dreams.
The water I needed for the dry plain.
You asked, 'May I?" pointing at the bucket.
I nodded a yes, and you poured out the contents like a river across the field.

Days go by, and we talk.
The past,
The present,
And the future.
Accepting everything beyond the faults,
As sprigs pop up around us.
Every day we come back, more grows.

The hexed earth is growing green.
Real and spongy grass, and I roll around in it.
My joy brings about your smile,
And you take your spot next to me.
My eyes misty, and you lean down for a lingering kiss.

It is sweet like ripened fruit,
You hold me tight,
I bury myself into you.
You still hold me like I'll fly away.

We watched the grass grow.
Together, we helped it grow.
Watering the earth of my field made my own grass green.
The happiness I found with you made it green.

Aimless

For T.B.

Wandering on winding roads,
No Destination,
Just a Journey.
Just the two of us.

Out the window are the stars,
Shining and static,
Intelligent and challenging.
They spread across the blanket of the night sky of ebony,
Elegantly surrounding us.

Aimless, as we are,
A light between us hasn't died.
It shines like the sun, scorching and acidic yellow.
It shines like the moon, serene and palest white.
It is ours, no one else's.

How I want to touch the sky,
Outstretch my arm to take hold of a star.
A gift of hot sparkling gas,
So I can show you how far I will go for you.

Aimless, as we are,
I'd bend the mountains.
And let our paths converge,
Heart-to-heart.