Documents of Love
There will be no end to
the beauty you present me.
There will be no end to
the journey that unravels each day
Inviting the untrodden
path to beckon to us from beyond.
There will be no
resistence to the pull of the moon
As she summons the sun to
his knees and veils his anger
From the Gods.
There is no other place on
earth remembered
With
such fondness as that of the desert.
Her majestic walls towered
over our altar of love
As her relentless,
merciless heat encircled
Our every move and encaptured
our entangled spirits.
Our spirits will expand
with the belief that the
Universe has united us in
the purest of moments,
Cradling us in her palm,
as she breathes life into ours,
Gently, yet precisely
assisting us through the light.
There will be light.
The light will envelop us
and guide us into complete suspension
Where weighted platforms
will one day leave us
Free to expand beyond our
skin, beyond our thoughts,
Beyond our love.
There will be no love as
great as ours.
Our souls will lengthen
with knowledge as we challenge
Each second that passes us
by, each moment we spend apart,
Each day that draws us
near.
There will be no Self
without Us.
There will be no more
Alone.
There will be no end to
our love.
apartment 3
close
ghosts
red rock
shower
weekend
there is a plane
spiritual and physical
between us,
that governs,
that dictates,
that manipulates our mood,
feeling
and belief.
it is not evil, it is life.
it is not devastating, it is forthright.
we are to respect and adhere to it's mastery
if we are to allow ourselves to be free within it's
reign.
we are to be humbled by it's knowledge
if we are to be wise in it's overbearing presence.
we are to love each other from afar
if we are to behold the beauty of our souls.
we are to breathe it's deathly poison
if we are to understand it's worth.
I am to you everything,
you are to me my dream.
embraced by the power of love beyond life,
we can only hold on,
with finger tips of pain,
yet we can chose to let it go,
with handfuls of joy.
“I will give you space” he
said.
“I wouldn’t disturb you”
he promised.
“We could drive into the
desert and hold the
Sand between our bodies.
We could bathe in the sun
and melt our skin
In time.
We could dive between the
boulders and crash
Our bones to powder.
We could lye face down, a
mile apart, and
Breathe the dust through
our lungs.
We could move in silence
with our shadows
At our side and touch each
other’s fears.
We could climb above the
relentless
Heat and cool our desire
with thought.
We could dig deep beneath
the desert’s
Face and search in vain
for her mind…”
“It’s not space I need” I
replied,
“It’s you”.
