Weep

All I can feel is the electricity of anticipation dancing on my skin,
As I slip into a black pit,
There is nothing to grasp,
There is no one around to hear me scream,
But if I look up,
(which at times like these there is no place to look but up)
I can see a light,
even as I am falling away from it
I can still see a light,
With nothing else but wind and space... that's all I need.

Spark

I am blank
There is a nothing behind an open door
Scattered, burnt, flickering patterns moving on silent breaths
I can see sparks

Night

All those messages
Creeping over energy and airwaves
Transform my essence to rose petals drifting on a breeze
My soul echoes in chorus
Movements soft, slow, and beautiful
Amber leaves dancing, brushing timidly
Like ladies in red dresses skipping on the wind.

Bittersweet

There is a violinist practicing in the downstairs apartment
Echoing up through the hardwood
Are notes so sad and empty
I want catch them and kiss them
Because I remember how it felt to be so sorrowful
That the resin sliding over my heart strings
Drew moans and cries past my lips
To echo against the bare floor
***
Now my woe is  muffled with heartbeats
And hopes and dreams  fluttering like butterflies
That land lightly on my earlobes and my cheeks
Leaving tingling, burning spots all over.
I set my fingertips to dancing over the hills, valleys
And sinewy calves of a fresh mountain to climb
I let my legs go limp
So I can tumble head over heels back down.

october

I could sit on this precipice forever
The never ending afternoons of glittered sunlight
Pressing breaths and emptied lungs
I can taste apprehension in the air
Reality submerged in echoing silence fringed with gold leaf
I inhale your smile
I inhale your uneven heartbeats
I inhale your laughter
And in rapturous harmony I am feel I am light reflecting in your crystal lovliness
And burst to a million confetti colored balloons
Rising like bubbles in the afternoon sun,
Whose colors paint your cheeks pink and blue and purple.