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Sur La Route

Is it a long car ride
Or finding our rhythm
Writing a song maybe
Singing it together

Long smiles
Short roads
Open fields

From the everything
Back to the everything
You give me everything

O to sleep through the night
Verily I will be peacefully
Before you in image
And in air

Just the energy of love
Keep my head on
Not screwed too tight
Just light enough to float

Cautionary protection
Guide us sings the canary
We have many birds to travel us
So many others we have loved

And there the outside is calm
And the wild is calling
And to want to be close
Is hanging at every corner
In the room

Are we adults now
When did we become this
With our hands ready
So many elements
At our whim
Coexisting

Less no
More yes

What was the point of coming back
Explain the angle or the math?
She was always so good at equations
Even when she was high you know
Totally stupefied and how many petals
Covered the path to the top of
The mountains of missions and journeys
She’d climb to achieve her mystery
Hidden agendas and goals no one
Would know about perhaps not even
Herself still yet, it begs the biggest
Question: What for a reentering?

Had Neptune a signal to give her
Directions or would there be another
Symbol from the oceanic system to
Sonar her into a clicking that would
Maybe one day bubble up into a sulfide
That would surprise us all with her
Chemical experience she was a master
At her trade which was defined in
Human Resources and a refined training
In acting for any of this she was given
A premise to promise nothingness

One still begs to cry for why for? What!
If the point was to be helpful then
Why does she reappear just to disappear
Again and again might as well just be
Sitting around pantless and vulnerable
That’s the way she leaves you wondering
If she’ll ever pop her head in again
Pretend to be your forever friend
Accuse you of being the reason why
She failed you blame yourself for not
Noticing how she was trying to help

It should be enough for you and if it’s not
Well then too bad so sad still though
You may linger in your thoughts
Your heart feel ripped and wrought
When she was once a Queen!
It begs the question! What’s the point?
Why come back again just to leave?
And if to come and then deceive
Was it ever really that innocent?
Little explanation for the act of vanishing
An invisible coat for she who is disparaît
Underneath the overpass an exit

A kiss goodbye and laughter for
Freedom to the liberation of hope for
Never to be burdened by her return again
Though your love for her will not be
Forgotten and is held onto by the
Deepest of trampled on moments
Hot breath on the glass an invisible
Message that is encre invisible at its best
If your eyes are closed if you blink
You will miss it as if from this moment on

Nothing ever happened it didn’t exist yet the
Memory which is only a dream that was once
Caught parachuting from the sky
Paralyzed by the frozen altitudes
That could never deliver the comfort
Her words once promised
It was all just for fun in her eyes

Musicheart

Trying to break my flowers
What’s your astrology?
Can I get the digital code
To your heart ‘cause
I don’t care about your phone

What would it take to
Open you up
Do you have a cause
That I could orient?

Metal vibes and hard hearts
Won’t get you too far
But I’ve got a car
If you want a ride
Outside of this
Whatever this is

It could be heavy
I can also picture it soft
At least ninety ways to get there

May be sixty exits
If you need an escape
I have this thing for music
And also you

So many words but not
Enough verbs on the planet
In any language to say it all
So I stand and stare
Looking for twitches
Bright lights shine down

Black and blue clouds
Overhead alive pupil’s glimmer
Piercingly blue and
Black from shadows
Of numinous moonlight

Wake up tomorrow with you

Blinding

She smiles behind the curtain
No appreciation for the uncertain
My uncalculated search in
Finding no conversion
For what she hides
Her beauty
From
Diversion

If she could only see
How I am only here
To be the truth
She’s clearly
Blinding

Exist

We exist in everything
Good or bad
Negative or positive
We are and it is
And they say
Everyone is afraid of something
Everyone has lost something
Love is wandering around
Somewhere in a dark alley
In the backwoods of
Your lazy heart
Taking signatures
Applications for those who
Want to sign up
Smiles falling out of your cup
But the fountain is full
And so are the memories
Of our native mothers
Be ready for this
For this is good
When he opens his beak
When the water temporarily rises
Up into our creeks
You are the hunter
A stream of passion
Veins of procured
Harmony singing songs
In your capillaries
It’s in your blood child
A momentary glitch
Is a synapse in time
That travels from the wings
Of a bird to the forefront
Of your mind like
A miracle truth
Just a crystallized form
That sparklers find to
Celebrate your existence
Behold the water at your feet
Attend to the sky
As it cradles you’re head
Resting in the wind
Heart of fire
Love perspires
You belong
Clearly

What We Do

What we do matters
To us
The little things
Not how many followers
Not the millions of likes
But learning to ride
A bike

Dismantling the
Training wheels
One moment like this
Means more than all
The billions of people
That you’ve never met
Liking your post

I have a small following
One that I can genuinely
Call friends
When I think about
The millions that could
Love what I do
I think about how
I could lose you

In the midst of all this
There is a treasure
What we do
Together is ours
No chasing stars
Just comfortably
Rising to heights
In us with us

You are my biggest fan
And it doesn’t matter
If you’re the only one
How many do we
Really need?

Your love surpasses
The love of a trillion hearts
I can stand still in this
And feel the bliss
All around me
Unconditional
On the other end of the line
You are there
Every time

What we do
Is all I need
You’re in every tear
Every drop of blood
I bleed

What we do
Is all in one
And when we share
Our love we send it
Out like a beam
On a boat down a stream
We love the entire world
Together
When we do
What we do

Familiar Strangers

In these dark times
We need some smiles
Happiness defiles
The bitter heart
Always the slingshot
Along the creaks
And cracks
To the doorway
Of a pulse
That is stepping
Over the chords
Like a melody of grass
Rustling on our cheeks
Rolling down the
Hills of our childhood
Building a birdhouse
Out of alder wood
And dreams
Each therein branch
Broken off gifted
When we ask
The forest to
Let go of this
Mysterious
Bastard chain
Of bleak events
Wherein sunrise
Opens up like
Dawn regards the
Clouds without
Superstition
They are affixed
As hope wears
Tassels on our garments
Symbolizing each
Their separation
From the nations
Built around them
As a holy people
Would be if sacredly
Where with heartfelt
Communion upon when
We kissed the hands
Of one another
Familiar strangers
Eloquently

Little Mahree

My little Mahree
She has everything she needs
My little Mahree
She likes to bully me
My little Mahree
It seems as if to me
I think I’ve spoiled thee
I’ve given too much
Without actually being received
Oh my little Mahree
Who has more than anyone needs

My little Mahree
Eats all the cake that she can find
My little Mahree
Often pretends that she is blind
Collecting all her friends
Throwing comments to the wind
My little Mahree
Will speak her mind all of the time

My little Mahree
Wears a face that’s hard to read
My little Mahree
She may be smiling but you see
My little Mahree
May just be planning to be mean
My little Mahree
Will use up everything in sight
My little Mahree
Will help me out then take my light

My little Mahree
She can be sweet on a good day
My little Mahree
She has a very specific way
My little Mahree
She has a plan but it’s most likely
For her hands
My little Mahree
Does not hold back
She makes demands

I love you my Mahree
I must be careful though with thee
My little Mahree
You know exactly what I mean
She may say one thing do another
She’s not quite like any other
My little Mahree
How does one understand your grief?

My little Mahree
Will give you all a kiss
But my little Mahree
Can most certainly dismiss
All of your feelings
If you do not suit her needs
My little Mahree is very special
So you see

My little Mahree
She loves me only when she wants
My little Mahree
Does anything even confronts
My little Mahree
Follows all her hearts desires
My little Mahree
Likes to start her tiny fires

My little Mahree must be free
To roam the town and swim the sea
My little Mahree
When will she ever settle down

My little Mahree plays best
If we are doing what she says
My little Mahree
Has yet to show us all the rest

Wandering

Through the avenues of your heart
Back alley ways of love
I look around to see
If anyone’s coming

Is that you?

I can hear my voice echo when
I call out your name
Down the boulevard
Maybe you’re asleep
Somewhere in between
The street lamps

Walking over the bridge
Of your nose
Wandering
In the hope to leave a trace
Some small particle of me
So that you know

I’m looking for you
So you can follow my scent
A footprint
To find your way
Into the comfortable safe
Space that I’ve made for you

In the home of my heart
There’s a place where you can lay
Curl up into the light
And the warmth behind my eyes
That only shines the way
It does when it’s looking back
At you

I hold a flame in my hand
Down a cobble stone path
Made of rock and clay
A thousand years old
Emotionally paved with
Tears of joy
Days and days
So many thoughts and dreams
We’ve painted

I’ll punch the devil
If he gets in our way

Want

I want to kiss your lips
But I don’t even know you

I want to kiss your neck
But I don’t even know you

I want to hold you by your hips
But I don’t even know you

I can taste your sweetness
But I don’t even know you

I need to come to grips
I don’t even know you

I want to feel your chest
But I don’t even know you

This is craziness
I don’t even know you

You could figure out the rest
But I don’t even know you

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