Your Voice Will Know a Day

Your voice cannot know a day that lifts the golden veil from your heart

Because love is where I have seen, you look in your sleep

To claim for your very own to rule the world from broken dreams

A forbidden sight I could not help but remember

Or in sympathy, to keep

I watch you smell the burning boredom of your lost child within

Who not so long ago moved away from the flame

Removing what seemed to be shackles from your smile

Between all I see you do, that says goodbye

To an endless sea of blame

I see you again patiently holding the experience of just one kiss

Next to your dark pledge which is losing all meaning

Covered in a simple cloth that when raised reveals a truth

Which your heart cannot stand to breathe in

As the destiny you are receiving

If you will be kind to these rivers that whisper softly within me

Hold them in place when your rivers start roaring

Your voice will know a day that lifts that veil from your heart

As it is granted in a breath upon your cheek

You will be pleased in knowing

Who Are You Anyway

Warm winds dancing in your calm replies, leave kisses of seduction
On every single second that follows horizontally 
Silken forms of happiness lie hidden in complete adoration
Then spring to proudly sing your name
Across these fields of me

Slight glances meet a full reflection between low murmurs of us
Yet I cannot help but ask how you got so close
You slipped through the darkness of my unwilling emotions
Now I am haunted by the passion
Of love's fiery ghost

My heart feels each step your warm winds make in calm replies
Yet still I cannot help but ask who are you anyway
To make one look around on the shelves of their own soul
To find words that rhyme to touch your own
Left as kisses on each page

Your Hands

Sighs of great bliss emanate from all of my senses

At the very sight of your hands

Sweet murmurs of memories evoked in a passion

Mesmerizing in haunting command

I am quieted of motion, stopped in existent time

Thrilled to my core of being

With memories of spaces and faraway places

Your hands take my spirit a fleeing

Strength emits from the coursing of lifeblood

Pulsing within your clasp

Holding my heart in suspended anticipation

Inviting the fire of your grasp

My attention is gravitated by the fire in your eyes

A flame, perhaps I could withstand

If not for the murmurs of sweet memories evoked

When my eyes are caressing your hands

Heart of Being

A look was cast, so you and I could drink existence

From an overflowing cup of starry nights

Faintly quickening the pulse of our essence

Telling new beginnings

To take flight

They say nothingness and being, know not why they are

Yet they share in existence just the same

Does this mean one is full of wisdom, taking him so far

When asked, he cannot

Recall his name

Entwined in our existence are strong yearnings just to be

Determining where our gaze strays within

Making it possible to be, more than we ourselves can see

If we drink from this cup

Once again

A look was cast, so you and I could find the heart of being

We held on to in nothingness the same

Will you drink from the overflowing cup I am seeing

Gaze within and still recall

My name?