Remains


hearts
After everything
at the very end
what is it that
remains

When life ceases
to be so busy
and there are only
two

In time of quiet
reflection on the past
now just me
and you

Two hearts inside
two hands
reaching out
with what remains

Don’t


lie
Don’t say you love me
if it isn’t true
or that you’re my friend
then stab me in the back

Don’t say you care
when your actions lie
and every word you speak
is only hollowly false

Don’t make nice to my face
then talk about me in whispers
or pretend for others
but I know the truth

Don’t waste my time with the petty
drama that takes up every day
I’m too strong for you
and I won’t live that way

Whole


whole
Once there was only a part
a piece of a life
convinced it was all there was
drifting alone

Believing it was fine
to be this way forever
just a deceit
because it was never true

A part, a piece nothing more
a life half lived
searching trying to find
something, someone

Found and now together
one part you one part me
knowing this forever
one plus one makes a whole

Way


love
The way you love me
every day by saying you do
sending me notes just
to say so

The way you love me
making me laugh a lot
whether I want to
or not

The way you love me
sharing the daily load
as we together
walk this road

The way you love me
more every day
I love that you
love me this way

Heaven


baseball
Grass so green like each stem painted
the dirt richly red
lines of chalk white as the snow
and in the air the smell of sunshine

Cloudless sky bluer than the ocean
gently the breeze surrounds
oiled leather mixed with the perfume of doing work
spilling over into me

Popcorn and cotton candy
the smell of the grill
an ice cold beer that melts away
the tastes of the game

Cheers and groans
the battle ensues
as the afternoon drifts
my own piece of heaven

Season


Christmas loveTis the season of giving and receiving
of presents wrapped and trees lit
stockings filled and food and drink
and a celebration of Christ

But also tis the season of need and want
of no presents or trees
no stockings or food
but Christ remains

Tis the season of love
where sharing with others is the gift
remembering the why of Jesus birth
for ALL he came

Tis the season to share
the gift is just that you care
take time to reach out
it could change your life and theirs

Memories


Molten gold now hard and cold
Tiny sparkles of light lined in twisted rows
Wrapping their arms around a center star
Like a galaxy filled with unnumbered delights

The finger grows older more lined
The love grows sweeter and more refined
The golden sparkle remains with a new owner
One filled with memories of the wearer who came before

Burn


Heat filled days that smolder
the air lapping like tongues of flame
breathing becomes harder to control
each touch a burn to the skin

The flames continue into the night
nothing takes the burn away
now inside and out the fire consumes
rest and start again

The fuel of pent up yesterdays
waiting for the flames to lick
tasting the untouched the fire spreads
leaving behind only the smolder

In the embers the fire is still hot
hidden waiting for the next spark
the next breath so passionately breathed
the burn of this desire

Maze


Through this maze of darkened struggle
at times lost and still others found
the walk long the truth is not easy
just trying to get up off the ground

Nagging at the corners never quiet
the past it whispers you are there
inside it we try to find the way
afraid to share

We try to run it winds ever still
this heart maze ever changing never finished
all that come in truly never leave
the pieces found along the way

Struggle against the infinity
where is the place without whispers
the twists and turns and on it goes
slaves we have become continuing to walk

Whispers


It whispers across my soul in the slightest touch
seeping into my heart wanting it so much
breathing in my spirit all consuming fire
filling every part rivers of desire

The whispers become louder my soul begins to ache
my heart cries out waiting for you to take
the spirit waits to be fulfilled
my body yearning just to yield

The whispers become screams as passion overflows
the heart an intensity no one knows
my spirit filled to bursting crying out for more
the body shaken to the core

It whispers in the aftermath a tingle and a hum
my heart surrounded by everything love and then some
my spirit satisfied and filled with love complete
my body where we two lovers meet

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