OF MY

Of my hands I have but not much to say, work in any quantity they have done not, other than touch, feel, and know your body. Not much more can I say, of my eyes I dare not, dare not speak for they went, to and fro, up and down, heaven and hell, they touched words I don't own or am at liberty to use, so I dare not speak of what they saw. Of my soul I will not utter any utterance, for it is hurt and withered as if a storm has gone right over it. Yet somehow bruised and battered it survives and I will expel

no more. Only of my heart I will speak freely mature and full of love, I speak of thee to world. For you belong to my woman, my one and only girl, so I shall talk of thee until my tongue is too tired for more.

LONGING

How I long to hold you, you and your naked body, wolf's cry compares not in longing nor the winter night covered in that first snow, nor all the words I used to control nothing to measure feelings of my soul. For you my fire burns, for you my body yearns. Scared and naked in my silence, all I want is to love, all I want is to have, your naked body. The only joy over my freight could come with your naked body. How I long for you to wait, wait for me.

LONGING FOR MY LITTLE ONE

I am homesick for you my little one, longing to look at you for time unknown. You that gave my restless soul peace with a smile that's sunshine of my own, you that is part me and part your mom. Those memories are my best friends now, under the rarely seen cool December sky. I yearn for your touch and innocence to hold you in my arms, to spin you around and walk the ground ever so slowly, for your steps are but a fraction of mine. We used to listen to the wind singing the tone that now breaks against that, which is securely keeping me inside yet a song of certain future still its bringing is one that when once again you will grow in daddies arms.

LOVE FILLED

Solitude is not loneliness, for my heart is filled to the brim with songs of you. The community of my feelings swim around within me joyous at the idea, the idea of being in your arms, being close enough to you, close enough to feel your warm breathing on my neck to a point of your hair filling my senses with my love for you. I am blind, I am deaf, in your presence I am but an infant too intoxicated to express, express myself with anything other than my love filled eyes.

THE STARS DADDY?

Who threw these stars above, my little one asked me, her face, her daze locked, half in wonder and half in mock. What would I say? What to say? The stars above my little one, lodged in the place where source swims, its where we go sometimes, if we are lucky in our dreams. Stars are the flowers of the sky, where we are all headed, we are still learning to fly. Sometimes, only sometimes, you can see one of them sing my little one, a song you can hear only if you look real good, their song will tug at your soul, their song reminds us, that our final dance, final cry, will be for us alone, and yet the source swims at its best, within innocence, within little ones, like yourself.

THE GOOD, BAD, AND THE UGLY

I could write a lie and truth of myself, of my actions, of the good, bad, and the ugly, how my dance with them brought me here within these barren walls, among the many home of hardships and madness, sad blessed were the days when my direction didn't take me crashing against the rocks. He that knows not of the love I speak of does not see the beauty locked in grit, the hope one fails to admit. Cut off from all those men and women, I traveled among the cut-offs, I traveled and loved, I hoped and lived, many lives for blessed is he who sees the hopeless blessed, unloved not as mess, but as little drops of that vast infinite flux of energy, that did, does and always will love all of its children, the good, bad, and the ugly. If you want to see me when I'm gone visit a house of the lost in any city of life and in the morning hours when most awake you will see me, happy in my twirl, ready with a smile to begin a day, to begin a day that never ends.

YOU ARE MY SEA

I will never know the sea, I get familiar with it, shallow of the beach, I think its touch I enjoy, soft rolling of the waves, the foamy blanket it forms, I think I like its caress, I think but do not know. I get brave and start to swim, moving further and further, people becoming ants in the distance and then it hits me, a slow wave, quite small, yet it makes me know, and I know that I will never, never fully know this body, this enormous color that is full of life, that can take my life away in an instant, no, I can never know the sea, so my thoughts go back to you, in your body is my salvation, take your clothes off, in this crazy, crazy night, you are my ocean and all I want to do is love you.

THE REST OF MY TIME

I will love you with my actions, a mute man for some time I will be.Until one day you tell me with all of your heart, I love you now, with clarity in my eyes I see. Nothing is more important than us, holding you and our little one requires no words, only whispers of love, soft touches and whispers, feelings that consume us, we all float. I will love you with my all not with my blindness that I claimed, I truly thought was my all, but my every breath, through the hard times, good times, through my time. For I finally see, I see the stars, the moon, and in their greatness, they have nothing, absolutely nothing on the love and feelings that you will receive from me.

TWO, IN LOVE ONE

As I grew older, my age, only aged colder, the sun and the moon couldn't warm me if their forces joined. In swoon and yet upon seeing a flower bloom, few simple verses come to mind. For no king in his best robes could take away the shine of field lilies at peak of time. For source loves flowers of field, but no animal does the source hold in heart or more dear, than a man and woman joined together, once upon a time two in love as one and yet only few.

MAY YOU, MY LITTLE ONE

May you live for a long time,for no amount is ever enough.

I hope you dwell in wisdom, grow up in the presence of the sun. May your joy be as deep as the ocean, filled with life and love, rolled into one great adventure. The waves of life forever soft and kind. May your life be like spaghetti, full of twists and turns, unknown waiting to be discovered by you with grace and mercy by your side. May you find a boy that loves you, the boy that feels you as his half, with every kiss for you to know that two of you make a one. May you grow up full of laughter, smiles like flowers in the spring, and one day in the distance to your own child love words you will bring. May you, may you, may you...