The Jazz of You

a stormfall of raindrops talks to my windowpane of

majestic melodies and natural symphonies,

the jazz of you.

miles in your eyes, sarah in your smile;

my heart hears the coltrane in your walk.

clouds dance shadows across us while

falling leaves, their colors shining,

hug our feet as we stroll

and sing to me about thoughts of you.

your music touches me,

warms a heart made cold long ago.

throbbing bass, sweet sax,

the motions of love in air

and the cracking of ice as champagne maintains;

a love supreme in the nearness of you.

i soul dance to this music,

the monk in your voice, the grover on your lips,

as candlelight shines in the darkness.

all we have is right now

but your sweet song promises so much more,

so many tomorrows for us to dream of

as this peaceful melody lulls us into

a sentimental mood

and warms us from winter’s chill.

Lemniscate

You may seek me,

If your hatred or your love,

Your desire for vengeance or for passion

So direct you.

But if it is not my wish,                                                 

I will not be found.

And then, in the silent midnight hour,

When the dark clouds o’ersweep the moon and

Hurl lightning from horizon to horizon

As the celestial thunderer rages,

I will come to you with the falling rain

And then we will be one under and within the storm.

Water and Air (As Years Rush By)

 Come let me spin you through these night clouds majestic,

While we sip glasses of chilled moonlight

And leave footprints in the stardust

I breathe only your smile.

As the years rush by.

Your body held ever in my arms,

My face floating in the seas of your eyes,

Our Love never away from each other’s hearts,

We shimmer in our own heat.

As the years rush by.

A bright present and golden future

That for us will never be a yesterday,

As all thoughts of sadness are replaced

By a Love that will never stray

As the years rush by.

So, as angels sing all around us,

We will dance eternity away

Under this night sky that never ends

With this devotion that will always stay.

Maybe We’ll Be Sky There

It’s easy to remember our days together

(Beautiful like rain)

And hard to forget the nights in each others arms;

(Beautiful like moonlight)

Now that I spend watchful, wakeful nights

(Beautiful like my Muse)

Walking alone under the stars.

(Beautiful, just right)

I feel your smile in the clouds at sunset,

(Beautiful like the lakeshore)

Searching for a hint of your perfume in the breeze

(Where we so beautifully loved)

Longing for some sign from Heaven

(Beautiful like you and me)

To soothe our careless Love.

(Beautiful like blue lights at Christmas)

I’d give all my tomorrows

(On a beautiful winter’s night)

For just one tonight together;

(Beautiful like your sweet arms around me)

Remembering what we were,

(Beautiful like you my Heart)

Dreaming of what we could have been

(Beautiful like me my Love)

And hoping to be together in Heaven.

(Beautiful like you and me)

Maybe we’ll be sky there

And the Love we had and lost

Will just be a memory.

(Beautiful like a touch that’s beautifully brief)

Maybe we’ll be sky there

(Beautiful like you and me)

And this life will be a memory.

Avatars

“There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.”

Sand and Foam

                        Kahlil Gibran

The hours, the days

When my entire universe was encompassed

By you,

Contained within the spell cast

By your eyes, by your smile;

Your field surrounding me like electricity,

Hair like silk, eyes like fire

All attracting me to your density;

This was the beginning of desire.

I was caught

Like starlight in a diamond

Under deep October skies,

Refracted and reflected

In the jewel of your soul until I was burning

With fever for you,

Your touch, even proximity, the only treatment,

Your kiss the only cure.

This Love we share,

Passing in every wind and shadow

Of a Summer’s evening,

Moving in every leaf and root

Of an Autumnal dawn,

Growing, becoming us and more than us,

Something both simple and magnificent.

The soft rains of April and the sweet snowfalls of December,

Changing us in ways we cannot see,

Remaking us in the image of our hearts.

These few, precious moments

When we touch the Infinite,

Resonating with the waves of our Love,

When all the things you are are mine,

When all I ever dreamed is realized in

The briefest glimpse of the faintest contemplation

Of the most minute reflection of your smile in a raindrop.

These silent moments,

That is when our avatars aggregate,

Making us singular, one in each other,                                                       

One with the Sea of Dreams,

One with the laws that made fire and earth.

We move differently,

We are not these people, not these realities,

Not these bodies that house the Eternal in us,

Not the anchor but the ship

And the chain; not Gravity but the worlds it moves

And the space they move through.

We move, we dance, we sing

Like so many stars,

Moving like the promised kiss of Springtime.  

We speak in angels’ glow,

Lighting suns with our expressions of affection,

Creating Life in each other,

Denying the emptiness of separation, of reality,

With every touch, with every word.

I am tangled in our scent,

Drunk from the incense in the spaces

That lie in the corners of our minds,

Filled with the smoke of us,

Blessed by the offering we send up,

In honor of ourselves,

To the Light that bound water and wind

Into the breathless kisses that we share,

Holding each other’s hearts

Under the full January moon.

  

Altered States

It was twilight when I saw you,

I remember I was standing at the edge of the world;

We dance there in memory

With ice and moonlight to accompany us.

And it was gentle then

Those days those nights these remembrances

Of you, in my atmosphere, splendid,

I, in your ocean, radiant like stardust.

We dance there in memory.

Set on by chance by forces by waves of light,

Drawn together by strange attractants

Into these altered states

That send our heads spinning.

I feel it felt it knew it know

That there was power there, though ephemeral,                          

Your soultouch was undeniable

And gentle.

And though we go our separate ways,

We dance there in memory,

With ice and moonlight to accompany us.