(2013)
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world