Coloring the night

I am so aware of what it all can seem like

But let’s return to where only written words

Existed between us

Folding and unfolding like summer picnic chairs

Just as colorful as a sundown from a perfect beach day

It’s in the eyes, and the body, the energy that just fluttered

Between you and I

From the very moment we hugged on the street of your house

There was no denying it, no need to deny

While watching the film, it felt as if we watched thousand and one prior

Walking home, holding hands, it was natural

Unplanned for and yet completely normal

Want to come to the party you asked

I said why not

From kissing your lips the first time, I knew I was in trouble

It was magic, laid out, and to my surprise lady of temptation reared its head

And it was no way out of that lip lock

Off to the party and beats and drinks drove the night

But the comfort we achieved before heading out, still remained

Not at a distance, within a hand’s grab.

On the dance floor, like high-schoolers we ignored them all

In passionate kissing, and hands in places that should maybe not

Be unless in a dark lounge as we were finding ourselves to be

Home sweet home we finally made it, tired, grinning, intoxicated

Put your friend to rest, running out to get a bite

Purchased a lotto ticket, because this night was already amazing

Hey you never know the next day we could have been

With funds in hand and on an airplane to another land

The unknown always there to get us going

Sweet and hard lovemaking followed,

I could pretend and say I’ve done this before and it’s fine

I have never made love to someone meeting him only that night

And never would I imagine it’d feel so right and amazing

There is much to be said about the good ole “never say never” and I am now a student

Of yet another life’s great notion to the end

We were fast asleep just to do it all over again and lock in passionate

Embraces even Kama Sutra would have been proud  

Not getting tired of hearing each other saying what burned in our minds

The incredible heat or the moment and our bodies and minds connecting,

Our lips dictating the rhythm, the ride that ultimately ended in a few breaths of sleep.

I write these lines to you for you to know, that in my eyes you are, one of a kind.

Belt notches do not exist in my world;  I am not the loose kind,

And so with inspiration and the moment of it, came and I am on a mountain’s peek

Throwing up a balloon, to set it over the skyline.

May those blue eyes only retain what they should: love for life.

And your body, I can’t even mention it without already sensing a shake,

Your voice that clearly cuts through my own and sending me into a spiral

Finally your touch, isn’t just beautiful hands touching me, it’s a phenomenal

Soul,  of a man with vision sharing a world only he knows to be true, with me.

My friends say I should harness the passionate horse in me, how could I not share with you what I feel? 

It’s at the core of who I am, and most people if not all have a hard time dealing it out, the unapologetic truth that I share. 

I know a few people, who are self aware,

And possibly only those can appreciate this incredible and yet pristine moment ceasing I call the absolute mad truth of the insides.

I wouldn’t be me, and I wouldn’t want to censor myself,

To share the truth as I know to exist

Is my only reality, only necessity.

Let it not scare you, but if it does, I can accept it with a smile

Knowing I have shared what I had to.

 June 10, 2013

 For Michael C.

The Way To Tibet

On a perfect bright day in the month of July,
The colorful Queen train is slowly snaking through the gorges of the magnificent Himalayas.

I gasp for the
thinnest and lightest air I ever breathed,

Worked harder than a 12-hour shift to inhale

You follow, as if it’s easier for you, maybe it is

Just to start slowly passing out from both joy and its withering effects


Our eyes are peeled for every peak, for each rock that we surpass

Each turn of the tracks, squeak by squeak

Turns the car into a turntable, and another 45 gets

A moment to shine and share the joy, the incredible ride

One or two meters, five or twenty kilometers,

Gives a way with a new discovery,

Another shivering of the skin in anticipation


One more breathtaking sight, another luscious mind-flight

Not a single word we can utter, not to miss this majestic viewing

Yet we sing aloud in our souls, showering the moving floors with our innate sound


As if you held a one of a kind Fender Jag,

I can hear crystal clear the strings wind through the dark of the tunnels,

As a shade of the caravan would in the Gobi desert

I run to my suitcase and grab a set of beautifully painted maracas;

I feel the wood clap up to heaven

Even though journey is long, strenuous even

Our brains are in high alert
at all times, can’t miss a beat

But the body, the vanilla sugar scented body I brought with me,

Am I really in it? 
Is it I - in this place and time?

Flutters, under your hands as if hundred butterflies

Rested on a wet grassy, dew-full field


In the North Carolina mountains. 


Spreading what nature gave them to fly

Each finger you lay on my hips in mid-air, or so it feels,

I float above and in between the life and fantasy of the clouds that surround me, and you. 


I surrender at once

Your hands feel to me the way a waterfall slams gently on a rock,

It craves to keep but wash away at once.

This is the way to Tibet

On the wings of your fingers

Breathless.

12-27-12

IF I

if I remember your embrace
I won't want to know another
If I think of your eyes
I can't look at another pair so much
At once, I'll loose myself in thought
In want, in the way of the sun
If I recall the talks and walks
I'll be offended that my expectations now exist
Only to be crushed by oh so many
If I come around to the end of it all
It's just the beginning of an endless
Film loop my mind is playing
If I'll say to anyone
I'll be still deemed as unfree
Shackled and unprepared for love
If I'll determine to answer and say
You've done more than prepare me for such feat
If I'll cringe at their laughs its only
To know I've been right all along
To be shown what can transpire from pura vida
If I'll nod and say they are right
The window of possibilities will be shut tight
Tighter then a snow day asks it to be
So I'll know love through what you've taught me
And if thet tell me to settle
I'll look where I need to find your voice
That'll surely protest
From across the universe
From within my palace
All the king's men ready in armor
To defend love's honor
If I'll remember your embrace

9.5.12

for the film "In the Land Of Blood And Honey"

Do you think I'll perish if you'll squeeze the metal

In name of God or heritage

All in vain all the same

I will blink one last time

But will remain as alive as I ever been

You see my dear comrade

I have died many winters ago

My blood isn't red nor blue

I am the quiet in your mind

There in the church you won't bomb

I'm the statue with no arms

Waiting, wanting, wishing

To hug the devil out of you.

Squeeze and see.

1/9/12

THE S STANDS FOR THE SUN

Light feet, muscles tensed, into a grandstand,

You and I stand proud; we are nothing short of a dream team

To my surprise I can hear all the shuffling you do

Miles away or two feet apart from me.

During the height of a day or in the low of the night.

Run, walk and gallop, again and again, with you atop I loved it all the more,

Green or blue, pastures, beaches or roadways, you and I ran as one till we stole dust!

Till the sweat was all we could feel.

Your braids caressed the wind, and my mane split it in half.

I am behind the rainbow now, looking back.

Knowing my life was grand though cut short.  -- I bear no regrets, none.

I thank you for the blessed times and for the joyous rides.

Fear not, I was always happy, and now you too must be.

Now the S now stands for the Sun.

Keep looking for me, when it’s warm, I am here and I am Smiling.

Nostril to nostril… ears perked; ready to carry you

Past the rainbows and the sun lines.

on 7.23.2012 for Sade and Sammy, the horse.