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Smaller, But Stronger

Too small to see the world for what it is,
As so many things are strange to you.
Children to the heartless
And the only hopeful soul near me.
Tragedy can break a family,
But never heart strong enough
To stand above all other things.

As was the world once shed in darkness,
So are those hearts fearful of the unknown—
But in one moment,
Where love’s only thought
Can shed light on an unseen soul.

For as the world will admire you in time,
I will love you,
But I still don’t know—
Will you stay with me

Somebody Else

How I wish just to hold your hand,
Feel its touch so I can know it again.
The way life used to be,
Before the pain of loss...
Really should I say it as you are,
All my heart really desired.

Your voice with its subtle tones,
Your hair as beautiful as the sun—
Accenting your eyes to me
In the blues that it has...

How much I wished to be someone else,
Hold you and know you,
Oh, how I wished it so.
Such a loss in your heart
Among the jewels in your eyes
I could not find my way to say

Stumbling in the Dark

Gentle nudges in moonlit atmospheres—
Where lives are an instant in the great void.
You can only be my lover,
As the light retreats from darkness
But your curves even bring retreat
To darkened spaces.

Love is part of your voice,
Even as life bleeds from your lips
Like honey.
You are that part of me that wishes—
And doubts to be nothing more
Than what I am already.

A man who wishes,
Loves,
And dreams of better days
To gaze upon our gentle nudges
With a moon brightly lit above us both.

Thankful to be Wanted

Started here but will not end here,
Is where this journey towards my peace
Shall begin,
But where will it end—
Has yet to be seen or heard.

Well to my knowledge
My growth as an individual; not tainted
And salted by the power of people.
Has taken a powerful understanding
Of this horror, between the goodness of all
And the evil thoughts of a selective few.
But yet to this—
I still shall hold my heart,
When you hold my heart,
Surrounded by my thankfulness.

For this world is cruel and unusual,

The Hardest Part

As nothing before has come,
I have always dreamed
To look upon your eyes
Gaze into them
Like a jeweler does a diamond.
Finding every perfection
And fault if there is one to find.
But its not fear that stops me—
Yet uncertainty that makes its way,
Through my mind
My heart and soul,
Among the curls of my shirt.

I know not what needs be done,
Now the time is falling,
The day has given its brother the task
Of shadowing the earth.
Blocking me from you,
From the silk blonde hair
I love so much.

The Road of Mine

We have laughed together,
Experienced almost every moment
And grown to be so close.
But I cannot see the end to this great journey,
A road too long to see the end,
Nor too wide to step aside.
Like a vast expanse
My feet are wielded to this now
I can feel the grains of sand,
And small bushes of grass
Exploding from the earth.

This is such a twisted nation,
One that had not known my heart—
As it does the road shall shrink
To know my path
A refined distance
With only one door.
Where windows are the key,

The Simple Pleasures

I can still smell your enchantment,
Those turquoise eyes that I wish for
To gaze into everyday of my life.
This is what I can only wait to know
How you came to me inside this day.

To say, “Hello” as the sun dances over,
In and around our very moment
Illuminating all that I know to be true—
And everything I still can’t believe.

You are my simple pleasure—
To behold,
Still wishing to hold you,
As the sun begins to nap.
The cold is all encompassing,
And with it my feeling is no longer
Part of who I am.

The Words of My Voice

Not too old to say I love you,
Never too tired to show you that your mine—
Just one moment
To give this all to you
And yet still so much more.

My time can only be measured by a kiss,
And the gentle motions
That escape your eyes.
I can be nothing more,
Than a man who loves you
For all these reasons and more.

We come to a double road,
One side both of us are close—
Yet the other is determined
To see us go our separate ways.
But I will not grow weary,
Nor shall I falter among this universe—

This Day

The darkened thoughts cover this place,
And so many tears have spread over all.
But a light only you have given,
Brighten my heart within.

Desperate like the moon,
And youthful like the sun—
My heart shall look upon you
As this faith brings me to an untouched memory.

Who you are this day,
Makes the sky churn black—
Stormy pathetic and purgatory inside
A part of this,
That no one has peeked at.

So give me all I need to trust you,
For all my faith is within you
This day!

My View

I view the hills from my bedroom window,
Hugging my blanket
To keep myself warm.

As if I wielded the sun
To break free from the ground,
Splashing orange, gold and red
Across my eyes.
The light is almost blinding,
But I don’t seem to blink.
The heat is brilliant and warm,
But my blanket still stays close.

This is the view from my bedroom window,
Where I stood, with my blanket close—
Watching a creation of godly nature
Rise in a rebirth of colors
And light.