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There is a room that remains closed
in each and every one of our hearts
it holds what means the very most,
a treasure-well of priceless life parts

It is dark yet there is light enough
as I sit before my piano keys
A single note is all it takes
for the forgotten lock to release

I roam into that room at times
and see a broken picture frame
the glass all shattered
and scattered
on the floor

I kneel to pick up the pieces
sharp shards find supple flesh
and a broken vein reveals
the frame never really mattered much
laying broken
behind that door

The picture remains whole
despite the fallen broken frame
reminding me your smile never wavered
when that black & white moment
forever captured your name

The frozen twinkle in your eye
gave pause to the moment
where memories haunt
and questions taunt
inquiring:
is this what love truly meant?
that every once in a while,
a frame falls and shatters
revealing loves true intent

Did we really think these
constructed frames
could forever hold
ephemeral moments
encased in gold,
preserving them in the amber of memory..
a museum of fanciful reverie

Yet there they remain
preserved in a special room
of shattered frames
and broken veins
a sacred shrine within a tomb

And the shattered glass
now crimson red
adds color to the room
the broken vein, an endless well
for the ink to pen the wound

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All Of Me

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I saw you sitting in that dimly lit shop
nursing your coffee as if it might drop
Your eyes were so distant yet so firmly set
I didn’t know you
yet

We were
two lonely voyagers who happened to meet
once in a lifetime
oh your eyes smiled so sweet
on the road to some place we knew not where
we only knew
that we’d know it..
when we got there..
oh we’d know it,
when we got there.

I don’t have much but what I got
You can have it
My heart, my soul
If you can bear it, it’s yours
The tears in these eyes,
the scars that you see,
they are not that pretty
but they are all of me.
They are all of me

Once in a lifetime
You can have all of me

Oh we danced ‘neath that night sky
so bright were the stars
we moved to a song
heard with only our hearts

Your touch was like magic
you played me so well
strings of healing, our  music
was a harmonious spell

And I knew..
all my life I’d been waiting
waiting for someone like you

I don’t have much but what I got
You can have it
My heart, my soul
If you can bear it, it’s yours
The tears in these eyes,
the scars that you see,
they are not that pretty
but they are all of me.
They are all of me

Once in a lifetime
You can have all
of me

I will always remember

 

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I will always remember
standing next to you~
the way your hand glides over my back
slowly caressing..
soothing..
teasing,
then retreating..

sitting near you
as you read
engrossed in words,
your mind in a place far away.
Sometimes
you will read to me,
and I love the sound of your voice.
So often it seems
I have heard your voice
long before you spoke to me

When I feel sad and alone ~
as if you sense my somber wistfulness,
you take my hand in yours,
intertwine your fingers with mine,
and hold them..
gently yet firmly.
you bring my fingers to your lips
and kiss them.

I will always remember
the way you kiss me,
the way you hold my mouth
between your thumb and fingers
and draw my lips towards yours
as if you are claiming ownership,
ownership
and I so want to be claimed by you.
Nothing else matters at that moment,
when I can feel you smile
in the middle of that kiss..
knowing you have
all of me.
and I can’t help but also smile..

our morning coffee
our books
our music
~ our silence ~
your arms around me
the warmth
your eyes
your smile
~ the light ~
my joy

our yesterdays
and
tomorrows

Some Days You Want To Run

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Your eyes smile at me
I forget all my worries, my pain
But then we part for a while
and it starts all over again

Some days you want to run
Some days you want to stick it through
I just don’t know what I should do

Love is such a roller coaster
a battlefield
a war
It guts you to the core

Win or lose
the heart is the ultimate victim
You claim to love but then love dies
instead of healing you realize you wrecked  ’em
and what you lost
oh what you lost
came at such a high cost ~
oh what I lost
came at such a high cost

Some days you want to run
Some days you want to stick it through
I just don’t know what I should do

They say you can leave anytime you want
No one is a prisoner here,
the key you hold only fits an open door.
What locks you in is your own fear
What locks you out is your own fear

Some days you want to run..
Some days..

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