Me & You

Me & You
Here is the truth
I will confess it to you
Me & You we can be all that we can be together
And when the weather turns grey, we'll stick it out and stay

Me & You
here is the truth
I will sing it to you
that our dreams can come to fruit when we plant our seeds in truth
That all we ever imagined is for a time and a season

Me & You
Here is the melody
to a beautiful nursery rhyme
singing a simple tune but when we sing it together its melody weathers anything
Because we did it together and I hope it lasts forever

Me & You
Here is our reality
One that you have given me
Freely you have loved and in my heart I feel the tug
Inside I am free to dream of the endless possibilities and I see

Me & You
together we stand
Holding hands till the end
I believe in Happy endings once again
You helped me believe and though it won't be perfect it will be everything

You & Me
Me & You
Baby its a tune that I hum in the morning
Your the reason I am seeing life through a different light
this light that is so bright and I want to be brighter to share it with you

Me & You
Yes it is true
I want Me & You
Yes Baby its You

The Edge of the Northern Star

If my fingers could draw

I would play connect the dots on his skin

his freckles tease me by the day

and I am amazed at his beauty in every way

If his smile was poison

I would gladly drink it because with one look

I am warmed and all the feelings

Inside my heart begin to swarm

If his hands were Christmas

I would become the present wrapped inside him

warm and safe I would wait

to be unwrapped and loved in every way

If his eyes were drops of taffy

I would gladly taste of its sweetness

taking into my senses every sheen and shine it made 

breathing in its scent with gladness 

If in him I found that my ship would not sink

the edge of the earth I would not find

In his heart and mind all the endless possibilities would be a sign

that the north  star pointed toward what is right 

the moment I knew I would grasp the opportunity

I would lay hold to his soul and claim it as my own

two hearts bound in the same direction

beating to the rhythm of an off kilter drum

and the sun would rise with the knowledge

of what we had just realized

humming a tune of, "I already knew" 

and the birds singing to the morning dew

goodbye to a lonely morning 

and good morning to you 

Jealousy

Black muck . . . oh it spills. 

It is tainted and marred as it spews forth venom,

and the tears flow. they flow from within;

like a festering disease the black muck bubbles.

the scar, fresh and raw;

pink and feverish it stands atop clean skin.

Itching, it is scratched but the pain is real;

leaving marks that can't be removed.

A stain in the soul, dark and hidden.

A memory, a thing of the past but it clings.

I look at the images and see her face,

tears, more tears and i feel it again.

Black, black, black muck.

It moves, its washes over me and I want to rip the page!

Rip it in half to hide her face!

But nothing can replace time that has already taken place. 

Nothing can replace all the mistakes made.

In the black mud, in the murky water.

In all the feelings that i feel, i see something worth holding.

I see you and know that i have it all. Yet,

there was a thief in the night; creeping in the dark.

safety lost, light a dim glimmer

stolen. It was stolen. Something so precious

It's value, it's value untold.

The black muck resurfaces; moving, moving. 

A small child wanting, desiring what is off limits

Her face runs through my mind and,

the muck in all it darkness gets warm and gooey.

tears, tears.

there aren't enough to cover this

there aren't enough to reclaim this precious stone

it's luster, its beauty was priceless

I wish, I wish. 

Through the Window

I am waiting in the chapel.

I look at the stain glass windows;

reds, blues and greens.

I watch as the sunlight shines through.

Paul rests on his knees while looking up

the Cross lays between the frame;

Empty & complete.

I sit and watch the light shine through.

I am waiting for the sunset;

watching for the shift and angle.

I am waiting for his hands to find me.

Yes, I am watching the light shine through.

Must I say goodbye for the time?

Must I stay content with where I am?

Red's, red's and cloth in glass.

I sit and watch the sun shine through.

He found me in the chapel;

My hands folded in surrender.

The sun set beyond the window.

I sat in wait as the light shined through.

He grasped my hands and kissed my lips.

Warmth filled my heart; the perfect wait.

The glass dove was free to shine above;

as the sun slid down and left me full of love.

Written: October 23, 2012

His Galaxy

The music beat, its beat, beating in my ear.

I heard its rhythm as it moved within me.

My star so bright but hidden behind the veil and,

I rested on his shoulder as the beat thumped in me.

The music beat, its beat, inside my soul.

breathing in each breath with soft ecstasy.

My star is shy but it shines bright in the distance;

but, you look at the sky and see me in the galaxy.

The music beat, its Latin beat in a foreign tongue.

The rhythm had a pace that quickened with times love.

It rests in the same place we always go to gaze; 

As time passes, the consistent song we sing, has sung. 

Yes, this beat, that beats within me, feverishly.

As your radar on earth, picks up my rhythm.

your warm hand holds me and keeps me; because,

I realize that my star isn't as quiet as I once reasoned.

You feel my star in your soul that burns;

And in your eyes I see the galaxy turn, I see you.