The Beginning of the End of the Beginning

Cobblestoned conversation
meaningless meandering
the perception of perfection
haunts your heaven

The translucence of truth
piercing the prizm,
boring through your brooding
reinforces reality

Silence through sound
the modality of moods
the ineluctable intruder
negates the night

Words withheld
tears trace
love lost
opulent ocean

Reassurance

Dreams
calcified
The architecture
of the absolute
suspended
Somewhere
between
the beginning
and the end
Purpose wanes
The baton of gods
choreograph
the dance
of introspection
A new meaning,
a new beginning
take shape
A fusion
of our thoughts
embedded in
harmonic intercourse
A fleeting smile
spins the axis
of understanding
and existence
anew.

Free

Soaring through the ether of infinity,
touched by the ghost-kiss of absent responsibility,
inhaling the warm breath of dandelions,
The plush meadow of imagination guides.

Drenched in an endless pool of possibilities,
guided by carefree billows and wandering whims,
a lifetime of dreams pass through the ivory mist,
A destination unknown awaits.

The trumpets of advancement,
introduce a king without a kingdom,
as the vines of adventure wrap around the heart,
Tugging it forward with a fear of looking back.

Time and plans are burning in the embers of attachment,
the song of nervous anticipation,
blasts the jangling discord of uncertainty,
As the symphony of realization strikes a chord.

Fragmentation

Culinary confections and consuming fire are at war
to capture our senses.
Puzzles and hot chocolate bridge the warmth
to interconnected generations.
Shrieks of laughter and a sleeping dog embody
the comfort of contentment.
Her back is turned to me, mine to her, stimulation
of a dream realized.
Fear.
Anxiety.
Guilt.
The music coursing through me.
A sea of gyration.
Bacchus controlling our spirits.
My soul bursting from my body.
Tireless, unyielding, brutal, ecstasy.
We finish the puzzle.
I gaze out the window
Torn.

Passing Through Time Lost

We dip and boogie through the contours of time
You write in your journal; I watch you through the corner of my eye
The sun illuminates a time half forgotten
If only I could walk the path of your emotive inner creations
The shadows of indigent generations weep for the world
Our eyes bore to each other's core as you catch my furtive glance
The echoes of what once was course through me
I inhale the perfume of your smile
The fire, the howls, the food, the worship, the sacrifice, the sweat, the laughter, the drums
The drums beat faster



As our chests touch.

I Finally Figured Out...

Why I'm entranced by your sparkling presence
Your melancholy profundity saturates the senses
You worship the anonymity of being one in a million and a million in one

Do you know your power?
You can't.

I'm wrapped in the cloak of speeding atmosphere
As reeds and thistles whisper their secrets
The reflection of your eyes pierces my imagination

Do you know me?
You can't.

Your whole being is precision unqualified
Ripped from the fabric of endless celestial tapestry
I'm straining to reach you, touch you, get you to notice me

Will you speak to me?
You can't.

Your intrigue lies in your distance
I placed every feather in your cap
You'll never live up to what I created



It's not your fault
I know I shouldn't be disappointed
My dreams enveloped your constellation
You were created in the substratum of my consciousness
You died in my awakening.