Falling in Love

deep succulence

even deeper fear

tip toe through my soul

I'm singing, though you can't hear

I'm rising from undulating sorrow

I'm growing like a tree

surprised by all my passion

falling in love with me

Eyes

What do you see in my eyes?

'cause I see so much in yours

I see your ability to love

your endless passion and the speckle of deep pain

that you fight

but also hold so near

I'm intrigued by this sparkle

I love the freeness of what they let go

so much less calculated than your speech

they're not afraid of shining

and somehow manage to be more truthful

But what do you see in my eyes?

do you see my lost childhood

the broken marrow in my bones

the demons, the holy water

and the silence and pain so deep

rising from my brokenness, healing my scars

I'm beautiful because of what I rise above

now too, I'm beautiful in my own right

see my ability to love

my endless seas of passion

the sparkle of deep pain

be intrigued with my sparkle

the freeness of which I let go

I am not afraid to shine

Enough

Did you know if you did nothing for me

beyond all you have already done

it would already be enough.

Did you know that your strength encourages me

beyond all that you could say

and it is already enough.

Did you know you're a catalyst of creativity

that inspires me beyond my seeming

you are so much more than enough.

Did you know that I can't wait

to get to know the deepest parts of you

I will never get enough.

Tick… tick… tick… boom!

Tick tock

removing my head

from the cutting block

stir crazy

I gotta get out of this place

locked in the madness of time and space

trapped in the limitations of my mind

tongue stitched to my check and I can't find

any words without this pen…

and this paper and I wonder when

I can stir like crazy

So Far Apart

thwarted by the loss of love

that I left at your feet

along with my heart

diverted by my brain

wishing my longing and your needs

weren't so far apart

submerged in contentment

but still longing for

that something more

faced with the catharsis

that I'm happy in this moment

and I can move beyond your door

What I don't say…

I'm in love with the way you help me feel when I'm with you

I'm in love with the way I continue to grow and be moved when you're gone

I'm in love with the way creativity spills through my veins and flows onto you

I'm in love with the way your eyes greet me in the stairwell

I can't wait to get to know you well enough that I can begin to love you

The girl

The girl with the lingering looks

will never tell me why she's looking

but I wish she would

She's seducing me with her eyes

but she will miss out on the

seduction of my fingertips

Funny that I sit here

blaming her for the love we are losing

when I have the ability to talk to her too

I just don't think you should

look at a girl that way

unless you are willing to do something

The girl with the lingering looks

will never tell me why she's looking

'cause now she's gone

Homeless

Feet that are frozen and rotting

sticking flesh intertwined with sock

wondering what will take the leg first

foot rot, or…

staff

something is inside my body

eating me from within

rot eats me from the outside

infection from within

and my soul is bleeding all the time

sometimes I want to move differently

sometimes I want to be free to breathe

and not worry about running out of breath

I want to yearn for something deeper

and to feel like I have the freedom and mobility to reach for it

I want to call out and know someone is listening intently

listening and longing to reply

I want to know something completely and find rest in it

I want to feel as deeply embedded in reality and the now

as I am in passion and in chasing things that are to be

I want hope in something that lives outside of myself

and faith in things that I already have but don't trust enough