Unlock Your Heart

If you could open your eyes to the splendour,
and escape from your proposed disguise,
you would uncover paradisical bliss,
and chase the pedantry shadows from beside:

The sandy beaches we could never wander;
the emotions we could never squander;
the sunsets we'd never watch together;
the never promising of glorious weather;
the candlelight dinners we could never dine on;
the future: blank walls we could never write on;
the romantic kisses we could never share;
the fun we could never have as a pair;
the tight embraces we could never encounter;
the volume of our love never growing louder;

If you could only open your eyes to the splendour,
you'd find a slice of life so tender.

August 25, 1990

A Vision

Clinging to a ledge,
above 12,000 feet,
my eyes, full of fear, traveled wisely.
Below lay a valley of smiles:

Ballet dancers leaping willowy;
Giraffes nibbling at fruitful branches;
Roses blossoming in fresh scent;
Violins stringing; Trumpets harmonizing;
Rippling liquid crystal showering over stones;
Voices chattering and whispering;
Winged dolls soaring above it all;
Fresh grapes from the vine; Ripe apples from trees;
Gleaming streams of pastel light;
and emerald meadows and evergreen towers;

My hands discovered a tight grasp.
My might towed me forward.
My eyes, still entranced in the world below,
opened for the first time.

August 2, 1990

Cee Cee

Cee Cee, my angel, your spirit hath flown to me,
and your divinity and beauty has caught my wrath.
Your breathtaking allure and keen personality
helped lead me to your path.

I'd walk lengthy dirt roads
upon pebbles and gravel,
carrying loads
through my expedient travel,

and nearing the end, I'd finish on my knees,
as long as you'll be there to appease.
As long as you're welcoming solely me in your arms,
nothing then could do me harm.

I dream of caressing your soft, subtle cheeks.
I ache for the moment our lips will meet.
I yearn for a long and strong embrace.
I long to gaze at your bewildering face.

So please, appear before me, ready for my love.
Pull me in and hold me. Give the others a shove.

For this, I will give my all and be faithfully devout.
For that's what love--true love--is all about.

August 1990
*written for a friend as help to win love*

Feline Friend

Flesh and bones, wrapped in raven and ochry, runs across my bedroom floor.
Flesh and bones, wrapped in raven and ochry, scurries as fast as she can.
Flesh and bones, wrapped in raven and ochry.

Fright and anxiety, wrapped in raven and ochry, stiffens as she's lifted into mid-air.
Relief and appreciation, wrapped in raven and ochry, relaxes in my arms.
Love and affection, wrapped in raven and ochry, curls upon my chest.
Loyalty and caring, wrapped in raven and ochry, purrs into my ears.

Flesh and bones, wrapped in ivory rose, stretches upon the bed.
Flesh and bones, wrapped in ivory rose, runs circles of pain.
Flesh and bones, wrapped in ivory rose.

Fright and anxiety, wrapped in ivory rose, grasps tightly to a lump of fur.
Relief and appreciation, wrapped in ivory rose, drips tears upon the fur.
Love and affection, wrapped in ivory rose, rests her head on the fur.
Loyalty and caring, wrapped in ivory rose, listens to the purr.

August 1, 1990