The Warmth

The Warmth

You brush my hair off my eyes
As you delicately stare at me,
Making me feel so small yet so big
By your delicate yet intense eyes
That bares my faults and imperfections,
Which you so graciously adore

Instinctively, we find each other’s hands
our fingertips slide across each other’s palms and fingertips
and they share a glorious dance
As though they’ve never danced before

We inhale and exhale softly, our chests rise and fall
As if our souls are lost between heaven and earth
And they run together searching for the truth,
The truth we secretly hold beneath our passionate lips

We know that neither of us is asleep
But the warmth we share is enough to hold
a lifetime of conversation

the warmth your breath conveys upon my neck
replenishes my weary body,
you mend all the hidden crevices of my heart which have been broken.
We are two separate beings in this physical world,
But one in a world where time and space is nonexistent

I breathe you into me
Knowing that this warmth is not conjured up from my fantasy,
You are real, you are mine, I am your’s

I close my eyes and think,
“nunc soit sit amor,”
now I know what love is.

Autumn Bliss

Autumn Bliss 10.25.04

Tainted streaks of gray and black form across the horizon
As the vigorous autumn leaves invigorate themselves with the sun’s diminishing glow.
Its warm hues of gold and orange embellish the weary rigid vessels of the maple tree
And as each leaf lightly falls off after every powerful draft, every leaf that is left gains splendor. 

Shorter days and longer nights begin as whistles of wind take the place of chirping crickets,
Gray clouds take the place of cardinals and doves
And jumping into a pile of leaves takes the place of diving into a pool of water. 

The fallen brittle leaves fall to the base,
Embedding themselves onto a sea of grass
As children plunge into a pile of these yellow ornaments.
With each little jump, the band of leaves collectively play their hit single, “crunch and crackle,”
Sounding like delicious hungry bites of crisp apples, freshly picked from the backyard. 

Come winter, when all is still and lifeless,
I become a vibrant leaf.
Like the sun’s radiant kiss on each leaf on the trees,
The trees pass their glow to me,
Igniting a passion in my heart
As I become an autumn leaf,Fervent and resilient.

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 We are born from love and unity, but selfishness grows to lure

The temptations that linger in dark crevices make it hard for truth to endure

Tainted hands of immaculate children bear shadows upon the wall

Where light and darkness hold hand in hand as innocence rise and fall

We are artists, we are painters with our canvas by our side

We are cheaters, we are actors with the flaws we try to hide

We are angels, but have fallen, we grow into what we fear

We are criminals convicted guilty, we are not innocent as we appear

We drink God into our body from one proverbial chalice

But mortal sins rest in our souls as we share the flaw of Satan’s malice

lonely guitar player

Lonely Guitar Player / 1.18.04

It’s 3am and my mind’s still racing, the finish line’s still far ahead
The lights are dim, the songs are wasted, I’m young but the nite is dead

So where’s my pick, I think I’ll finish that song I started writing on my walls
Describing being part of space where inspiration increases and reality falls…

“Let’s go stellar, let’s split a star in half and devour it until our souls explode
And we’ll burst into thousands of supernovas as we blaze with hues of gold”

I’ll sing the chorus with great passion, as though we were here face to face
And you’ll keep me pacified and inspired as I strum with steady pace

And if the room starts feeling empty and I’ll realize there’s no one around
I’ll close my eyes and think of you cause it’s the only place you can be found

“…let’s ride on shooting stars and draw constellations” nothing’s the way it seems
I’m a lonely guitar player with nothing but hopeful hopeless dreams

Ode to Romeo & Juliet

ROMEO & JULIET (my version) 5.02
Born from the wombs of enemies sworn
Two star-crossed lovers were faithfully born
In sweet Verona where unjustified bodies lay
Where endless debates were heard each day
Oh when these two younge people met by chance
A vow of endless love they enhanced
By the promis of each other’s hand
The friar thought this would reconcile the land
But by revenge, good Romeo slew
And the Prince ordered exile to this Montague
So Friar Laurence gave Juliet a drink
That made her look dead, or that’s what people think
And when she did arise from her sleep
She couldn’t help but mournfully weep
She took a dagger and sent herself back above
Where she now stays with her one and true love
What contradicting fate brings in this book
Describing lovers’ passion in heavy looks
Oh when they met the angels sang
And when they died the funeral bells rang
Oh how the opposition of these two groups mend
But dire with the deprivation of true love’s end

(written for an english class freshman year)