a home for you and me

Excruciating loveliness opens the door

For me to fall into the corner 

Where choices are made in presets

The choice to checkout on the last call

For tickets—the last chance to get off the train

One way trip for me

I don't want off. I don't want anything else

Except the chance to make it all the way 

With you as a travel companion

Keeping me safe when I don't have the strength

To carry on without you feels like 

No one will get out alive.  And still I don't want out. 

Our imperfect perfection beckons me further

Into the night air as the train keeps rolling 

Along in the dark of night 

Scraping along the landscape 

Changing it, affecting it

To rise above the din of broken dreams

With hearts that need a home within each other

attention

divided

feigned

strained

spread thin

careless

allergenic

apathetic

poisoned

strategic

invested

honest

sweet

loving

affectionate

transformed

focused

undivided

our mess of bricks

Trust building brick by brick with zero tricks

Is what we do. It's who we are for now—

For always because it's us—a pure fix.

Trust and love, time and space to which we bow,

My darling, wind the clock that tick-tock-ticks

Stripping away and providing sweet now

As vultures pick, pick at our beaten brow. 

Where—when—can you and I begin to mix  

This carefully trimmed dream/reality, 

Allowing a mess of frayed edges in

With the delightfully stunning today. 

Take this ache, trading for felicity

Interlaced with full hope to now begin

Our real adventure, together, our way. 

no more

Ferocious thoughts reside here
Biting at the inside walls that protect
Treasure and sanity and the leftover shreds
Of a smile—hard won, now hiding

Turning outside in
To be able to breathe
Unweaving the tangled web
Stitch by stitch, snipping away the
Cords that bind to witness it all

Sleeping sounds like the ferocity
That's called for—sleeping for eternity
No more crying for no one to show up.
No more being left alone to figure things out.

awaiting home

Shannon, Texas - Unfiltered Beauty

A wisp, a feather-light touch
Dancing on the tip of your tongue
Trying to escape you
Feeding on the emptiness
To fill you up with something
Anything must do

Until the day you see
How much you need
Because it arrived by car and on an airplane
Landed right in front of you
Showing you your soul's desire for home
Knowing incremental change would be the way

Picked you up from where you stand—me too
Like a tornado
Changing everything—changing me—changing you
Now just waiting to board the craft
While its crew situates and acclimates
Because love waits