Holding heart space
In frond of hand
A treasure unmeasured
Past one life span
Generations woven
Stories breathe in
Warming the hearth
Give love to our kin
Mothers and lovers
A pure sacred rhyme
Tend one another
Each chorus in time

Holding heart space
In frond of hand
A treasure unmeasured
Past one life span
Generations woven
Stories breathe in
Warming the hearth
Give love to our kin
Mothers and lovers
A pure sacred rhyme
Tend one another
Each chorus in time

Stories we tell in our heads
Become placeholders
For our future selves
Unless we hold space
For our word and breath
To live on in others


Pressed against freckled
Trunk and limbs
Spreading out holding
Horizon caving in
Concrete walls collide
With rays of fading
Warmth of hopefulness
Create our own breath
Out and in
Between two bodies
Stem the rising fate
A smile
A glimpse
A kiss
You win

Hidden beyond shores
Evading passing glances
Midden of past lives
Buried under feet
Occasionally arise
A token, memento
Broken dreams
Surfacing
Shards of memories
Words crescendo
New season flush
Cover soft green

Tender one tread lightly
Through new landscape
Sights and wonders
Exhilarating new scents
Expanding our senses
Golden hour
While sun still shines
Entwine tendril fingers
New season sublime

Face framed by darkness
I peer inside
Bursting open
Safe from the wilds
Weather with you
All through the night
Laying bare
Come to light

As city lights kiss the sea
So you sink into me

Strength unmeasured
As she holds space
A weighty moment
As I hang on
Her every word

Hear me cry
The sky is free
Rapidly shifting
Illumination
Without the need
For New Year’s Eve
Or TnT
Just watch closely
You will see
Few steady hands
Can claim it
Laying pigment
To blank canvas
Just look up
Its beauty fleeting
Kiss of tears
Fall upon me
Chased by sunny smiles
Her face slips away
Into darkness again
Tender lover
Come back to me

Wandering endlessly through golden ripe Fields of my imagination Scenery, smiles and conversation Willing the future to meet me Back at this dream's beginning Until restless legs and chatting Stop pining and whistling lips Biding time Woken, surprised, I meditate Grains of sand between toes Waves evoking chills down my spine Patient expectation Waiting, hesitating Drinking in the glorious view Standing right here before me
