Because I Needed To

Because I Needed To

I kissed her every where we went
Because I needed to
I held her hand all that I could
Because I needed to
Listened to the beat of her heart
Because I needed to
Caught her eye whenever I could
Because I needed to
Against all that, I let her go
Cause she needed me to

Judging A Book By Its Cover

Judging A book By Its Cover

If it looks like a book

It's probably a pirate

Or a T-Rex

Or first love run its course

But definitely not a book

The Wish Giver

The Wish Giver

The Wish giver stood before me

Like a man built of fire

He said you can be anything

You can have anything

You can go anywhere

I want to be her man

I want to hold her hand

I want to be in her arms

The Wish Giver looked at me

Full of fire 

& smoke 

& light

And said

I cannot grant those wishes

For those are not wishes to grant

Those are her dreams to give

A Still Fountain

A Still Fountain

I found myself 

as I never expected

alive past the age

at which I thought

I would die

A woman stood

pressed against me

on a still fountain

waiting to flow

after a long winter

with ivy climbing

toward the sky

all around us

And she kissed me back

when I expected

her to run

The Old Voice

The Old Voice

The one that speaks in your belly

that feels like hunger as it rumbles

that tells you to jump from bridges

And that it won't hurt to take honey from bees

or give your heart to a stranger

he can be very balligerant some days

or he may not speak for years

but we all must choose to listen

or ignore the old voice

at our own perile or loss

he may speak different words to us all

but his meaning is clear

He wishes to feed

and he dines on only 

your pain

or your glory