Special Place

When you’re not here
The bed grows and I grow smaller,
My thoughts curled up and around
Those eyes, that face
The special place you take me.

Across The Room, Through The Window

The next room’s all whispers and laughter
And here I am running laps inside my skull,
Making up all the adventures we’d have
Inside my tiny room if only you were here.
If only you were here…
If only I could reach behind your head
And hold you tight against me,
Your warm breath moving gently against my chest,
Across the room, through the window
And out into the starry night.

Feeling

You’re off again
On another of your wanders
And I’m back in my room
Remembering last night and smiling.
As the Spanish sun gets a perfect view
Of your lips against a glass of sangria
My heart races and my mind traces
The outlines of the beauty
You’ve introduced into my life.
When I’m not with you I’m waiting.
If I can’t see you with eyes open
I’ll do so with eyes closed.
Too far to touch
You’re still all that I can feel.

Too Far Away For Two

Too far away
For two (that’s me and you)
to spend a few
and do the things we like to do.
I dream of you, of being in you
Of not wanting to stop
While you’re on top
Waiting for the moon to drop
Below the bed we share.

To Know

To know the same breathe
That raises grass and opens flowers
Animates your breast tonight
Is more than enough for me.
To know the light
That rests on the backs of horses
Warms your skin and includes you in my vision
Is more than enough for me.
To know nothing more
Than wanting to know more about you
Is all that I care to experience
Is more than enough for me.

More Woman

She spends her time
Consumed in careful upkeep,
Fixing contacts and applying make up,
Working so hard to become
The woman that she wants to be
When with each and every gesture
She’s more woman than I’ve ever seen.

Slightly Parted Lips

Inches from me and just above the stars
Your short hair falls over your eyes
So for that moment you can’t see me looking up
And trying to appreciate every breath
That makes its way through your
Slightly parted lips.

Comets Tail

The way you lit the night
With your wide eyes and your bright smile
Made my small room shine
And now dreams I conceived
With hands on your hips
Follow you wherever you go,
A trail of desires, a comets tail.

Time For

Time for bed, time for flipping switches
And closing eye-lids, for lying down and looking up.
Tonight I’ve spread my feelings out across the starlight,
I press my lips to a crack in the window and say these words,
Come back to me and let us share ourselves again,
Let us trade everything we have, glances and all,
For a few more moments together.
I’ve asked the wind to help these whispers
Cross the sea and reach you in your dreams.

California Girl

It’s so cold out here
Where the rain is born
And the clouds are formed
From the blue moods of the Atlantic,
But even on this island
Of dark green trees
There’s a little bit of sunshine
Smuggled from the west
And hiding in the breast
Of a California girl
Six thousand miles from home
But right at home with me.

That Much Tighter

She’s all romance and I’m all scary movies
And there’s popcorn and wine and love
And everything above and I’m smiling like
I’ve forgotten how to frown
Because she still jumps when the baddies come
And I get to hold her that much tighter.

Smiles

Her hair’s so short
And I’ve so much to say,
So much to explain, so much to appreciate
As the lights flash and the people laugh
And my eyes are focused
On nothing but the center
Of the fast closing yet ever expanding universe
That’s no larger than our smiles.

Coke Bottle

I was looking at the coke bottle
I drank out of the day I had
To tell her I no longer cared.
There was a bit left,
All flat and without sweetness
And I felt I probably should
Toss it out too.

Wanting To Share

So drunk and so so
So many pretty people
Talking over one another
Trying to be heard
Not knowing what to say
Just knowing they’d like to
Reach out and grasp the nearest stranger
And tell them everything,
Every thought they had the previous night
And the night before that,
All having nothing and wanting to share.

Rising Steps

When she walks down the road
The streetlights bend their arches
To catch a longer glimpse
And just knowing she’s on her way
Gives the night its radiance
As I sit on my bed waiting
For the sound of rising steps.

Soon

Far down in places we seldom speak of
Where the air is moist and the ground is soft,
Where thoughts linger about lonelier moments
And the quiet pain of reflection,
I use memories of better times, of kinder people,
Of days and nights spent laughing with friends
To keep the spirit moving, the lid from closing,
To help relax the grip dark times have on my heart.

College Green

It happened on College Green
surrounded by people but very alone
I went to ask what I already knew
and I got my answer
and it hurt just like I knew it would
but in the end it felt good
to wipe the slate clean
of someone mean
and set sights anew on the future.

Warmer Underneath

In the city of rain
the sun brings out the beautiful
or rather they uncover themselves,
shedding their scarves and their woolen coats
to reveal that which is warmer underneath.

Before I've Buttoned My Shirt

In the morning
I behold wondrous things
and I've yet to button my shirt
and the day lies before me
like a glittering city
and the first face I see
is likely to be as beautiful
as any I've ever seen
because I'm alive and to be alive
is the greatest of gifts
and all I'll ever ask for.

Plumbing Depths

Certain thoughts and feelings
Darken the night and thicken the clouds.
In these long hours
I plumb the depths of feelings I’d rather not have,
I try to stare whatever it is I can’t speak in the face
In the hopes that doing so will make it go away.
Of course it won’t, of course my jealousies
And my anger and my petty fictional vengeances
Play out before a mind that even if I open
Is doomed to be so human,
Is doomed to be nothing less and nothing more
Than exactly who I am,
A boy with jealousies and anger
And petty fictional vengeances
Racing through his mind.