One and only place
Sacred to those
Who know where
To find me
Residing
Standing firm
Against the tide
Playing it out
In my mind
Sweet interludes
We're yet to find
Dwell
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Category Archives: Thoughts
Falling softly
Heart wants what it wants
Wide open mouth
River swallowed by the sea
Jaw falls open gaping
As head inclines
Leafy fingers entwine
Above me holding canopy
Sun winks through
Dappled blinds
Wondering what you'd say
Standing next to me
Whispers imaginary
As the hush of waves
Soothes the craving
Cliffs falling in
Finally retired
To lie on soft bed
Far beneath
Source
Reading into you
Searching endlessly
For the same page
The right script
The best score
The only beat
In time with
Imaginary
Baton flick
By some one called fate
The world an immense
Library of works
I wander in that palace
Of my mind for that one
Story where we meet
Before the final scene
Where we crescendo to
The lasting peace
The rest of history
Evolve
One sure hope
We hold tight for us
We will change
Vibrato
She plays me like a viola
Soft melancholy
Deep and throaty
Ebb from major to minor
Discordant ending
Missed every time
We ad lib
Da capo al fine
Rounds about
Some loud
Others harmonic
Sound of her voice
Surprising
How hair on neck
Stands at attention
Feathering lightly
Like fingers on skin
Barely touching
Vibe reaches deep
Within
Unravelled
Let there be no doubt
No matter how well
I weave my way out
The web of thoughts
Weigh me down
In the most pleasant
Hypnotic way
Like a witch stitching
Magical tales
Casting incantations
I am wrapt completely
A bind of my own making
To pull at a loose end
To test its strength
Would surely lead to
My unraveling
In the meantime
Willing wearers
Be blessed adopted kin
Taking tribal yarning
Tales of daring
To edge of reason
Creating folk fables
From salt spray taste
Waiting for your return
Once again
What if
We keep turning up
Speaking out
Toning down
Turning round
Taking in
Pulling through
Carrying on
Easing to
Holding over
Standing under
Side by side
Nowhere else
But here
That really matters
Molt
Shedding skin
Reluctantly
Knowing it will never
Fit me again
Revealing tender
Glistening within
Looking at a part of me
Not discarded
Treasured outlived
My happy place
My mind returns
When it protected me
From falls from grace
Heart song
My heart sings out
Every morning
Trying on
Different melody
Not to drown out
In synchrony
With droning
Whirring life
All around me
Unknown songs
Respond saying
Who is it
You are calling?
Waiting for like echo
Chamber music
Of a heart
Kissing in churches
Empty bluestone vessels
Walls laden with ancient paint
A sociological observation
In contrast our lives full of whole
Bodies vibrant with first touch of spring
Blessing to exist in these times
Legitimate love
Handed down by generations
Of queer folk missing
In aisles of pews
Meeting in coffee booths
And under apple trees
Unseen walls of tapestries
Growing in knowledge
Of the extent of love
Found within and without
Needing a place to quieten
Suspend all judgement
Fall into arms of lover
All other notions
Idealised
Idea lies
I'd hear lies
A gift of the person
Placed before me
The spirituality of
A healthy dose of wonderment
Count the stars of heaven 