was never another ~

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last i remember
a red sky was falling –
blue had run out
on the day
dreams were allowing
access for mercy –
love had come home
with reason
to stay
like there was never another
we thought about leaving
took down the curtains
and buried the bed
out past the pasture
jesus was witness
to a feeling we dared
believe
wasn’t dead
heaven made plans
to sleep in for breakfast
when i found you there
at the edge of the woods
looking for signs
to stay
to remember
wanting for love
in arms
understood

. . .

days becoming days becoming years ~

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what solace
recollection –
when all i know
is you
what good the past
for teaching me goodbye
time is a survivor
how it was
to touch your skin –
sorrows without want
to reach me then
what good
the way returning
when all the trees are bare
blossoms floating down
silhouettes
silence sworn
to save me –
was here we fell in love
days becoming days
becoming years
the memory
of another time –
black and white of
yesterdays
words where once
your touch
knew everything

. . .

another life forgave ~

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steal from me
this willing heart
with nothing but your sigh –
touch i kept
one sunday afternoon
we talked about
forever –
another life forgave
held your hand
and counted back the ways
remember how it is
how it feels
to understand
some paths are come
to show us
what is real –
plagued by time
tangled in a memory
of flame
remember how it was
to lean into
an easy trust –
a breath to find redemption
in a name

. . .

differences i knew ~

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what prayer
was spilled into the night –
a wish upon a star
sufficient
now to bless me
were love –
the way we are
the way life feels
as sure it must
when heaven calls to be
across the waves –
echoes given wing
this heart to heal
my soul to plead
differences i knew
would come to me
one winter
when i had prayed
for you
memories to garner
touch to find me
now
ages to remember love –
arms to reach
around

. . .

memory of words ~

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were there a means
for understanding
some longing
to discern
a place for every hurt
i leave behind –
breath becoming more
than just the memory
of words
a moment you were falling
into my
eternal rhyme

and i remember
what it took to find
you here –
to get you home
tethered to a promise
whispered
soft against the night –
reminders
of the only thing i know
to resurrect
love to get us back
where we
belong

. . .

how it was ~

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ignore
my resistance
to find you anew
– as sweet
was your voice
to favor my skin
to remember
where graces
fell through the night
like stars from orion –
this fate to defend
how it was
was it easy
was it ever that way
a morning so fragile
it took me
away
willed my returning
from a place not so far –
to find you here waiting
this moment
to start

how it was
was it easy
was it ever that way

. . .

one telling too much ~

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a life
resurrected
for a moment like this
to find then of dreams
i survived
to remember my place
a smoldering flame
to recall
how your hand
fit with mine
a silence
made sweet
by the essence of voice
were so many things
left unsaid
flirts with my need
deserved of my touch
like a story
made over
one telling too much
i can dream
to remember
how it was just before
my window fell open
my heart
wanting more –
you were come
without wishing
hesitation forgot
to the way the world
curled
in my fingers

. . .

for nothing ~

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i want for nothing
much more than this
the way the light
falls all around
as silence sits back
undecided by death
and cold as the day
it surrendered
this heart
i wait
undisturbed
by the fear of goodbye
boards shifting
somewhere outside
i wait with the dishes
i thought not to move
a cigarette
touched out of habit
one night
i want for nothing
but your hand caught with mine
the curve of my name
on your lips
the rush of your breathing
tangled
divine

the way the light falls
all around

. . .

polished rocks ~

there were roses
surely hundreds –
beneath a swarm
of ancient bees
there was music
sacred waters –
polished rocks
beneath the sea

might you find me
on paths
once taken –
here before so long ago
sacred hives
and battered nests
were all
i ever knew
to know

take me back
before the summer
wilts the rose
and fades the barn
take me home
on paths familiar –
will my aching heart
return

. . .