the answer is the one we love no matter what transpires

through the depths of hell we drag ourselves
and rage against the universe

as we watch this one we love
disdain our feelings like a curse

no matter how far we distance ourselves
to protect ourselves from the pain

the truth be known that in a storm
we would strip ourselves naked
to keep them from the driving rain

when things are right and love is strong
the ecstasy is life itself

when things go wrong
the agony will rip you up and leave you..
staring at yourself

to face your demons and you react
as you remember you had a pact

to share and support and care and
love and remember you fit like hand and glove

what do you do when the glove is torn
or the hand withers or loses a finger

do you discard the other and start anew
or stand reluctantly on the
outskirts and  linger

and wait and hope and hurt and care
and strike out blindly at the air

and wail and moan and scream
and know that its not fair

but you wait and hope and suffer and die
and know in your heart the
reason why

that the other is your soul mate
the rest is life and the universe is
only infinite..  after you die

so life must go on
and never forget that fate has its power

if it gives you a soul mate
for even one earthly hour

you then have eternity with no given date

to reunite and be happy with your soul mate

I see that I a liar be,
to cast my emotions upon the sea
and claim the distranquility

of one that has lost his only true love,
when all about me the truth is plane that

I was mistaken and in vein
with the affections that
I bestowed upon that love,

am I so fickle and so quick to cast aside
that which I felt within my heart

and seemed so true as though it was ever so.
Through the eyes of real love I look behind

and see the truth of love
so poorly bestowed and loosely given

for I knew nothing of the real passion
that could be,
as I accepted mediocrity

as passion oft denied
and I knew not what was true ,
from lack of skill I erred and in the end

took scraps to be the feast.
but how to learn of feelings real
and in the light of day reveal

the truth no one can teach or even preach
for love has no master of its power

and in the end that promised hour
that fate would surely give to those who wait

is but a twinkle of an eye
for the joy of always and always..

from the date that your mate comes to your life
and ends the strife

of loves illusions you will know the power
of love is not so slow to make one hesitate in doubt

but makes the heart cry out and shout
"of this love there is no doubt"

the former was nigh but a lie
the difference plainly seen in the comparison of…
the two that be.

Once found and lost there is but pain,
in the other it would be impossible you see

to loose your soul mate..
for you are one.. for all eternity

I have traveled around the world
to roads I have never seen
but until I breathe their dust
and absorb their reflected heat,
I won't know them:
instead, they remain pretty fables
in the web of my imagination,
insubstantial as a dream.

Assorted bits and bytes
on the software of the soul
with no hyperlink to the hardware body,
no known source of power,
conversations that never occurred
confront me, pretenders to memory,
insubstantial as a whisper,
urging me to question all I have believed
and hoped to be true.

Impossible operas, intricate
contrapuntal chants, jazz riffs,
sentimental pop ballads
lure me down passageways
and lean with me against
the rough walls of medieval churches
I have never explored,
the scent of thyme crushed
beneath my feet that never
trod the square paving stones
of a fresh garden path
laid centuries ago
as post-millennial choirs
direct my vision miles above
the blue planet's curve and tilt.

This voyage is insufficient.

I remain unsatisfied by wonder,
unmoved by cloud nebulas,
asteroid collisions or evidence
supporting quantum physics.

I will accept the ocean sound
of more than one
into my auditory range
if you will walk toward me
on bare feet and without hesitation,
if you will expand your collected
molecular aura to embrace me,
if you will fashion a poem from
our combined scents,
if you will laugh at the audacity
of prime numbers,
if you will see me
before sheer centrifugal force
propels me beyond your orbit.

I come to you
in a body that is finite
and losing strength,
fearing the loss of beauty's alliance,
but wanting no less to touch you.

A forbidden fantasy is what this is supposed to be.
You know you're not supposed to look at me.

Thoughts spoken through lips.
I can see what you want in your eyes.
DON'T TRY TO LIE!  YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME!

Do you even know what you're saying to me right now,
watching my hand wrap around this glass.
YOU'LL NEVER LAST!

Do you think you're making sense,
watching this straw pass these lips.
LOOK QUICK!  This is my final sip!

All the power you have is mine.
Would you give it all away this time?
To pour that wine from your glass,
all over my bare ass?

Would you give it up for just one sin?
Just to touch my skin?

This body for tonight is yours,
but don't dare touch my heart,
did you forget those words...
"TILL DEATH DO YOU PART"?!

I empty my head in the darkness
but the image of your eyes
takes over once more
with the beauty of their velvety texture.

The depth of solitude
trascends loneliness
wiping off my tears.

Too many dreams went down the drain
for me to believe in life
but there I am
as foolish as ever
hoping for a miracle:
a day in which I shan't have to fly
and leave my love behind.

Fornever will they
see me
Or I them
For they are past
this earthly world
In the everlasting
sky

And I will
See them
and miss those
ones
in my
Dreams
of fancy and
desire.

we watch as long as we can
but lightning is fleeting
striking blows in succession
like a boxer out of control
and then
slipping away
for a quiet rest
behind the stars

to long nights awaiting
the break of dawn
conversations ending in promises
pacts made out of desperation

back to hugs which kept me warm
teasing words eliciting smiles
distances we've travelled
ending at the same crossroads

but most of all the simplest thing
a dark blue fuzzy sweater
infused with your scent
that brings you back to me

Glancing at all the faceless people
waiting for me in silence
I slowly step forward
to gently place that perfect rose