Stars that glow like diamonds
Dot a midnight sky;
I walk
and see
your spirit descending
down a sandy staircase by the sea,
and I wait patiently
for you to hold me
beyond the endless shore
of your lonely world.

The pearly doves
Caught so carefully beneath your skin
Peck a luminous arrow across my chest;
So silently do they hum
Secretly in the primordial breeze of your soul

I watched in awe
When not too long ago, on a restless evening
The Moon fell from the sky,

And became you…
So I turned and kissed your reflection
And melted, succumbing to its sweet confection
For when lips met my flesh did sear
Cooling my life with your presence near
And suddenly, everything seemed so clear

Hence, more acquainted I became
With the hollow void of precious night
When all of life is loving and right
So forgiving
In your whispering, indigo eyes
So stormy they scream
In my dreams
Where love may softly snow
And the chasms of Death shall never show


You wandered away like a lost enigma
while your weeping washed ashore
Memories of Love battered that always
bid you to shout
Nevermore

I followed
And collected the tears
The crystals which Hope permitted
The absence of romantic fears
From which their lightning finally struck me
Vibrating through my mind after all these years

I swept them into the empty caves within
My wounded heart
Devoured the miseries from which you
Bled so heavily at Sundown
When the lightless serenity brought you nothing but a frown

Your crushing tsunami brought me back to
Reality
During the richest, blackest night when I wrote this verse that seems to travel onward
Towards Infinity


The tides of ardor came rushing in frothing white
and the waves roared upon the sifting sand.
Your voice was silenced by the misty winds
that blew relentlessly across the desiring place,
Your aching hands, your gentle heart
Thought couldn’t be replaced

I can imagine your image at night on the water
as I try to touch your angel-dusted face.
With hesitation, the rays blind me
But I smile
Just in case

Do not fear
for my presence will be the paradox:
the lingering Sun which burns so hot in space,
and my passion will last a lot longer
Heating your coldest, loneliest hour
Smoldering & impassioned eye for eye
The Eve in your forbidden garden,
for with you in clear sight
my heart will never be starved
And will dare not die
Rather, it will leap through Time unnerved
Drowning so splendidly in your
Burning sigh
That so graciously was sent to me
From Heaven’s cloud so high

Forever, I will be waiting down by the pier
With frozen hands
And in my ear, the words so beautifully queer
“You are loved” will appear
As your winds gouge the last remains of sadness
With its howling spear