Falling into Night

Behind the layers of your skin
A loneliness blooms:
The inside leaning towards light,
The outside falling into
Night.

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All that is far away is near

A silver coin afloat in the night
A way for darkness to see
That all that is far away is near,
But your nearness brings out
The foreigness in me.

Like green grass, like morning light

If you were a weed in a ditch,
If you were an afternoon persistently falling
Into night, I would still catch you
Like green grass, like morning light,
Until it was me you grew from,
Until it was me you fell into.

On a balcony of clouds

The Ocean rests by the bay
And far, behind the hills,
You stand
On a balcony of clouds
Glowing like the sun
On its way to the Shadowlands.

The caresses of strangers

You walk among strangers carrying suns in their hands.
Heaven is too vast, too far away, like the call of a Seabird
Far beyond the horizon.
Perhaps it is better to look for light
In the caresses of strangers stumbling along
The same path as you.

Your smile

Your smile is like the wingspan
Of a swan, choosing to winter over
On the icy shores of my home,
Expanding to draw warmth
From the Gulf Stream Wind.
Oh, how I wish I was
The Gulf Stream.

Love speaks

Love speaks with many different words.
Sometimes in a language that seems altogether foreign to us.
And it might take us an entire lifetime to understand
Its meaning.