Cascade, Written 10/11/13

Cascade, Written 10/11/13

I like to think I do my best to tell you

Just how special you are to me

every time that I'm with you.

Yet somehow, I can't seem to say enough throughout the day

about all the little things that I notice

over and over again.

I rediscover them each time with the same joy

Pure and brilliant happiness gleaned from each of your smiles.
Yet the words often seem unrefined

or perhaps, just too special for others to hear.

So as we lie alone, I offer you

that which I have: a cascade of compliments.

I send them forth to you as beautiful truths
bounding between kisses – at first, stream water

sheening over the tiny pebbles in rivulets

that slowly, but confident as a river must be ,

flow into rapids, where the waters of a once delicate stream
now batter the unmoving rocks in a spectacle of white mist

biting and refreshing and invigorating as it crosses your face

resolving in a glorious waterfall – breathtaking to all who behold it

as it winds to an end, to rest, as it started, at peace.

Resolve, Written 10/11/13

Resolve, Written 10/11/13

You may not have known that I saw you last night

as I slept. You were standing just across the street from me.

The night was settling into its darkness,

and the streetlights were a dying yellow – All as if this was the first time.

Their glow reflected in the mirrors laid in the street
carelessly left in potholes by the rain

only to be broken periodically by passing cars

each shattering into bad luck that only had ever seemed to splash on me.

This was the first time I had seen you in this familiar scene of nightmare

and how could you have known better than to smile upon seeing me?

Brilliant and pure, as it always is, it radiated toward me irresistably
You walked to me unaware, I yelled your name as I ran to you
to warn you of the danger barrelling towards you
and yet, unlike before, unlike the others
you never flinched, never lost that smile
and somehow, as doom rode nearer, it shone brighter

As I ran to you, It felt like hours passed
simply trying to cross the street, but it took that long
before I noticed that you had frozen time – with the resolve of your smile.
and in that moment, you and I walked
into each others arms for a moment of peace
with the pure white wall of frozen time surrounding us.
when we crossed to the other side, the traffic lost its menacing tone
And, for the first time ever, I woke up from that dream with a smile.

Walking Slowly, Written 10/10/13

Walking Slowly, Written 10/10/13

Simply thinking of you

Puts my mind and heart in fast forward

which forces me to remember

the most important lesson you've taught me.

You don't like being called short,
Yet I'm not sure it's just me being tall,
so we'll just say, there's a big difference in what eye level means between the two of us.

You noticed this difference walking home, when you said
“this is slow for you, isn't it?”

And as I agreed,
you point out “well, this is fast for me.”

and my curiosity turned to wonder

as you pulled me back to a stroll

with swinging arms

and showed me a way to walk:

As if driving through the scenic route.

We hold a formidable arsenal of favourites and secrets
stockpiled in barely a week

yet you still only tease my fingers and mind

and we both find far more pleasure in kissing slower.

My pace used to quicken when my mind found itself in thought

trying desperately to stay ahead in a race with the past

with a rabid dog biting at my heels

not only trying to stay ahead,

but running away

as if trying to leave it behind.

Now, as I turn around after walking you home

and feel a biting rush of cold in your absence.

So I slow my pace

I shorten my steps

And calm my thoughts.

I have nothing to run from

only tomorrow to run to
and only you to walk with.

Many Things, Written 10/10/13

Many Things, Written 10/10/13

There are so many things about you
that I just want to declare to the world

Tell my friends how you find me handsome

that your smile is the first thing I see every morning

even when you aren't lying in my arms.

I want to hold you up to the eye level of the world

To yell: “I found something beautiful that doesn't run from me!”

and hear your laugh.

There are so many things about you

that I just cant learn enough, fast enough.

With each adoring question you ask

I know you are thinking the same thing.

I can't help but find your words more precious

with each inquiry – what's your favourite flower?
We both love tulips. What's your fetish?We both enjoy losing control. What's something you regret?We both have opened questions with a sting, like ripping off a plaster

to find a healing cut on the other. And without recoil

Kissing it better, to sail on through a sea of inquiry and bedsheets.

There are so many things about you

that I would die just to know I would get to experience just once more

To feel you sign my arm and claim me as yours

To hear you laugh with pure joy kindled by simple togetherness

To feel that bite that patrols the border of Pleasure and Pain

watching carefully for something that might try to sneak across

To feel the shadow of doubts driven from my mind

with the pure springtime sunlight of your radiant smile

as you skip to me, and breathe light into every dark corner

with a kiss.