Geino Äotsch

The Rest

Does the fear
Exist around me or
Inside me
Does it tickle
The outside of us
Or try to run me over
Like a bus full of
Unnecessary emotion
Nonexistent commotion

The heavens
Part the sky
In a declaration
Of the glory of You
The skies cry out
In their adoration
Of you

Day after day
Each cloud
Each ray of sunlight
Night after night
The stars
Reveal knowledge
Of how ancient
Our beauty is
Which I would have
No clue about
If I wasn’t looking
At you

You are the spark
Flint on my heart

You are the reflection
That reminds me
Not to let the moment
Pass us by
Mother Nature tours
Us through what we
Have yet to expose
And my blood is beating
In your chest
Stealing cherries
From the
Tree limbs that are our
Diving boards
Into the ocean
Of life
Without you
I could not write
The rest

Moon Migration

I love you for the
30 years you were alive
Not the one day
That you died

If I enter through
The narrow gate
A black hole piloting
365 years ago
A discovery of the first
Moon found in a pack of 92
Wolves call out to you
For wide is the gate
Spacious is our road
That leads to
Conception and many
Stars like yours
Have entered through it
However tiny is the doorway
Narrower the Milky Way
That leads to life
Without you in it
Only few will find it

I’ve found you
In every leaf
Traveling in the smoke
Sweet incense stairs
Hanging in the air
I find you there
Migrating towards the aura
Wrapped around my heart
Orbiting in one resilient
Sterling pulse

Drifting further
And further away
From the planet
It gave birth to
Circling my center
Even in winter
No matters darkness
Can break or shatter
What we’ve sealed

Any Way

Start here
Stop there
Over here
Over there

What’s the difference
If we never begin anyway

Slope or no slope

Find the point
Choose x
It doesn’t really matter y

Attic

And in the almost
One and three step
Not two plus two
I confide that like a shoe
I once lost something
Very special to me
Isn’t it amazing!?
And I still haven’t
Found a way
To bring it home

It makes my feet
Like the feet of an antelope
Enables me to tread on trees
Like a goat directing music
In the breeze
On my stringed instruments
Strummed ever so softly
Once upon a bearded string

Perhaps I pull the ceiling down
She said check the hidden ladder
To solve the matter
I have one final place to seek
I’ll take the stairs
And sleep the night
Up in the attic

Between

Tears that I could cry
I would cry
But I don’t
At least I mean
That I cannot
Cry them in sadness
Heretofore
Because the love
That has consumed me
Is beyond what any
Sadness could appeal to
Tears of joy employing
Richness that
Drips like amber
From my eyes
Bees trapped in
Sunlight every drop a
Godlike miracle delight
That saturates our
Glistening cheeks
Viscous honey warm serene
Puddled pools of gold convene
Running along our shoulders
Down the length of
Our thought deep wraparound
Love swinging arms
Descending tungsten
Fueling light
Caressed by morning bright
Sidewalks as are our spines
Resembled stairways walking upward
Divinely sliding down
Saged in ceremonial
Crowns pointed with
Bells that ring resounding sing of
Birch white ritual dreams
Glowing through the
Citrine kingdom we
Are building
In between
You are my hive
You are my king
We are the quintessential
Possibility

Push Start

Before the mountains were born
You brought me the world
A thousand years
Ferris wheeled into a day
As I watch you sleep
Peacefully in the night

Cradled in sheets blithe
With memories we have
Yet to anticipate
A breath before we breathe
A step before we climb
Forward to take
Another bite
We weave our potent fate

To grasp how wide
How long and high
How deep is this love
To know our passion surpasses
Broken and fixed knowledge
You fill me to a measure
Of exceptional fullness

Beyond what human existence
Can tally you are the
Darkest brightest dust
I’ve ever held
A composure of what seems
To glorify the gentlest
The kindest most
Tenderly being

How do you write your love script?
How do you make my heart skip?
How can we be this casually
In tune with nature’s flute

When the vines of yesterday
Crawl up our legs rooted in the
Soil of four foot intertwined souls
Thundering for the greater whole
Muddy with unexpected delight
Each bloom that unfolds
To tell our story is a petal
Floating sideways
In the galaxy of
Our hearts

This is how you make me
Push start

As if to Coarse

Interpretation for an early bed
When I think of you like this
Capture the essence of
The warmth from your kiss
I am here in your arms

If I found another space in time
Where ultimatums rest
To feel your heart strike against
The beat beneath my chest

Where question came to me in wonder
Which would you choose to know?

Which room will you
End up in physically?

I choose your door

Here’s a copy of my key
From me

At My Table

Sitting at the table
Looking back
On things I’ve learned
Things I know
And things that he
Could only show
In his way
And in his prayers
I can see
Why he means
The world to me

Oh in my grandfathers hands
And in his prayers

Bright Eyes

I know you’re there
I know you care
I querent the dividend

I hide behind the
Shy like guy pleasured

Where dost thou shine
Ones brightest eyes
Wouldst thou brightly beaming
Project a streamline spotlight
Love drenched in blue
Orn’t hazel green toward me
Amber brown lazy sheen
Like koko roses tipping down
Shine thou light
From whence around
And to forth glows
A vibrant static glistening
Illustrious semiconductor
Of passionate overtures

Into me

Where dost thou shine
Ones brightest eyes
When shyly looked upon
By someone who could love you
Infinitely

Is there a digital repose
For which to open your
Most diamond like gaze
To be keenly bestowed
Some morse code
How whilst I coax
Your darting iris rays
Your wet white scleras
Of which years of joy
May runneth over
Into my pear shaped
Heart

In That Room

Where do you go
When you have no where to turn
When up is a cup of pleasure
That ends at the break of dawn
Certainly what is good
Will come out of it
Still the will to want more
Can fall short at the door
Also fancy footwork
In the making
Choreographing the days
To mimic the moments related
To joy and wanderlust
In a bed full of friends
On a couch with no space
For even one more rear end
Squished into the happiness
The laughter that lasts
Forever and ever after
As the calendar flips along
And the days droll and flounder
Month after month
Year after year
Remember my dear
The fun that we had
Don’t get too caught up
Becoming the businessman
You are also a bright glowing
Human of light and love
That knows how to have fun
In that room that you once
Found yourself satisfyingly tuned
To the station of life’s songful
Loon and an instrument to
Discovery not just robotically
Filling out forms
Paying the bills
Though you may catch your thrills
In different ways than before
Remember my dear
Have some fun like you did
When you were a kid
In that room