Let me linger on your lips
As though a memory there
Let me feel your fingertips
As you strum my hair
Let me look into your eyes
And looking lose all care
Let me breathe in your scent
As though my very air
Let me linger on your lips
As though a memory there
Let me feel your fingertips
As you strum my hair
Let me look into your eyes
And looking lose all care
Let me breathe in your scent
As though my very air
All the stars are shooting
The sky is lines of light
Darkness is replacing
The twinkles in the night
The moon is oh so lonely
The stars have leap away
It will be one and only
Til the sun comes out to play
There is no way around it
The only way to get anywhere
Is to sit in the chair and go nowhere
To travel through page after page
World after world without moving
Enraptured in the soul of souls
Of which each of us is part
Complete in the whole of wholes
Which is one with all that art
Connected to the thread of light
That runs through this moral frame
That shines on both wrong and right
And values king and beggar the same
Profound in nature yet undefined
Still in the source of sound
It lends its shape to states of mind
Thus is nowhere yet all around
I broke those that I tried to repair
Not knowing that they were fine as they were
That it wasn’t up to me to change them
My dreams were never theirs
They had their own
The best thing I could have done
Was to let them live as they wished to
To have my say then be silent
To honor their choices
And be happy when they were
What was here is lost and gone
Slipped into oblivion
What we fear goes ever on
Fed by pride its minion
So we rear what we shun
And keep clear the horizon
By holding down the sun
The bath has turned cold
The taps coughs out ice blocks
Good for soaking nothing
If I was a six pack or tub of ice cream
It would be fine
If I wanted to be frozen for millennia
And wake up an artifact
I wouldn’t mind
As things are
I want the bath to melt me to liquid
To boil me to vapor
So that I can escape through a window
And rise to the sun
I left you as certain stars leave the sky
Only to return on the darkest of nights
Because there was love there
I left you as a tear leaves the eye
Diminishing as it sheds a trail
Because there was love there
I left you my earth, my gravity
Because there was love there
And I was afraid of falling
It was I who bit the snake and poisoned it
I who led Jesus to the whorehouse, under my arm,
And he who backed away
I laughed at him as I went in
I told him what he was missing
Told him it was cheap
Oh no, he said, the price is me
Now I sit beneath the tree
With the twice bitten apple
And wonder how things might have been
Had I acted otherwise
The nerves are working,
Producing endorphins
The senses are heightened
Until they touch the sky’s ceiling
And bend back in again
Until nerve endings hang like jungle vines
Someone more experienced could swing from them and go far
How good they are at beating their chests
And picking ant holes clean
They know the jungle
And what to do when it rains
They have evolved to it
They have labored to become natural
Whereas I am still learning to walk hunched over
To stay calm when ticks are bitten from my fir
Bloodsuckers that they are
To climb the high trees without a tremble