Untraceable are your ways
Unsearchable your love
Beyond knowing
my heart seeks you out
Unchanging is my beat for you
the human touch
embodying all we are
connecting us
directing us
all we become
into a beautiful one..
Living each moment like we are dying
I wrap my arms around you in this time..
Take my hand
One last stand
Drown in me
One last breath
as gasp together what is left..
the deepest wounds
are my dearest friends
they follow me through till the end..
Teaching me, showing me, guiding me on..
With each gash
I learn me strong
cherishing the wrongs, the hurts, the pain
All of life is mine to gain..
I may be wiser, maybe I’m not
but I’m open to live..
pliable, limber
wanting to give
twisting and turning with all there is..
I’ve soaked it all up
abundant and full..
Life slips in
carves us to win..
the scars are my beauty
time will tell
I wear them well..
walk with me
talk with me
hold my hand
the privilege is yours to
know where I stand..
I see you in black and white
Your soul clear as day..
You light up my world in colors bright..
Closer than two hearts can tell
Crazy beautiful is our hell
We’re fire, we’re ice
we’re anything but nice,
yet we don’t think twice about rolling the dice..
we may be dark but burn bright with light
reflecting all the rays of the sunlight
a black and white delight..
Hands down
Fists unwound
Heart open
to the sound
You will love what couldn’t be found..
No sense in fighting it –
instead, delight in it..
you’re richer because of it
Stronger in the midst of it..
Your senses thrive on it..
You’ll come to understand things not known
The unknown value unfolds
seeing the imperfect perfectly bold..
between the moments of living and dying
there are moments divine
We are many kinds of beautiful..
watching the sun set one last time
the beauty in the darkness
the hope in the empty
And the warmth in the coldness of goodbyes..
There is a morning after
We won’t have to search anymore..
fascinated how we can become undone
yet remain as one..
The seconds that tick
dissipate unaware
giving way to the day
creating moments that are rare..
unparalleled – unequal-
unique to their own..
not a given but a
gifting
your time like fine wine..
Take it in slow
savor it as it goes..
for if you’re lucky enough to see the value
of the time that entwines you
to those all around you
then you’re free to know
There is no hold
There is no goal
There is no premium on the giving of your soul..
For a moment
For a day
Show me the way..
bring me home to the place I wish to be..
I bleed every time I choose to lose..
my heart has quieted down
no longer wishing to drown..
last fight with my twin
the enemy within
not giving in
victory is my win..
The wrinkles on my soul have made me whole..
I’m strong, I’m weak
I’m right, I’m wrong
I’m all mixed up
But I belong..
Feathers or steel
why not both
They make me real..
