My lovely Adam

The wicked and the divinity
of this generation divided
Flux trembler in the memory of saints and the
Idiots that we were
to believe in a world of gracious nature
My posture erected the posts of time
between rubble of a generous man hunt for goodness
Who would believe the triumph glistening
on our broadened shoulders
Turning from confused boys into temperate men
from half witted pretty girls into esteemed women
I look around at you all
knowing the rock beneath me
is the same as yours.
All that shale and wicker baskets that held nothing
but a glimpse of truth
But we knew it then as we know it now,
face to face there is no doubt.
You are the length of my philosophy
My garden of Eden exposed
My lovely Adam.

To become your faithful
devoted whisper;
Barren to history
rooted in dry tear-less
disguise,
Of natures' narrative
driven by inquisitive mouths.
Sullen groves of sun kissed
shade
tumble anew
toward the grief and
forgiveness of men;
as others before us beheld
holy divinity,
as a mother's bosom and womb
held the ancestral
Throne of tiny birthed glinting
stars which
Dashed the brief horizon
rushing breathless
Night amid dark pondering
dusty streets
greeted those of beloved
honest righteousnesses.
Breath simply bereaving
and loving both
the dead and living in
all instance.

A complaint is
a personal discomfort
therefore it is also
key to listen to yourself
when you have a complaint
for it is yourself
My complaint
has taught me
that it is my voice
speaking, and though
it says my complaint
may be about you
My complaint is my
self complaint.
Discomfort within me>
I realized after my last
complaint
Just how much I truly appriciate
knowing what inside me drives
motive to complaint
and therefor
I need only recognize it
listen inwardly and take
it for what it is
Neither binding you nor I to it.

Im always outside
Outside your love
My heart drenched
In rain of sorrow
Unable to manifest
Something better
A world divided
Before my cry
You reflect the
world and the
world reflects you
In me separated
the one I'll never have
though I pour myself
my heart is broken.
Though I stood tall
Before you was I
Always to be broken?
I who never was
shape myself bleakness
I only want your love.
Hide me beneath
Hide me in truth
Dont let me fall
dear fulfilled world
as I know you I will cry.
I know it will come
to my door, but not you.
That someday no tears
Will wet my arms.
I stand outside.
In all weather.
Would someone
give me shelter?
There is but one
who hears my suffering.
Myself God
Will I someday be free
of it myself?
And mean while
I cant let you
know these my
private words.

Free

Free to bear happiness
that inside me may grow
loving kindred spirit.
Torn away, my habbit friend,
who like drunkard wined
with me I know intoxication
Though I wished it joyful.
Still if once before
I may not settle nor ignore
that I saw nor that which is.
The road has but one way
I can take and speak
of it no more.

Stay with me a while

You have come to me a few times in the past like an apparition of truth
when I most needed your love,
but not until today did I see you so clearly, nor want you to stay with me
so much as I do today.
I know you are a part of my mind
that I may never meet you in the flesh,
except within myself
and I can reason you within me,
that you are here to make it bearable for me
that I cannot share the real reason of my troubled heart to that
which I relate it to.
You are all that I love
Your age and quiet knowing nature of seeing me for who I am.
Experience of life rich with astute caring
A clear and passionate compassionate heart and mind
Hands that tend weaknesses and non judgemental ism
far from your soft eyes and heart
a Socrates in your own right decided toward the
raw essence of those who live poverty and its gifts.
You are my one love
please stay with me,
my one friend, show me your wanting of me
Patented in my heart, filling my body and my want of you.
Keep me company, even though you being here makes tears
slip easily.
Now I know your face so well... having made love to you,
having had your company the comforting place of self
I feel with you
Against all odds of reality you are my one love,
Part of me I fear no other lover no other man will ever know.
For I loose myself
For I bargain for love
For I anger for closeness
searching in obscurity,
catching myself in the nets I throw,
and fall into bereavement
of my loss
of my heavy short comings
of my want to be alone with you
My imagination
my friend
You are my one cause
you are my people, my earth
my truth, and will do my best to do you right.
You are me
Please stay with me tonight so I can
love you as I see you
So I can be loved as you see me,
imperfect and lovely,
someone maybe only few others
will truly know and love, love like we do.
You found me.
with all my being.
I want to hold you in my company
and shed a thousand tears,
till love turns to sleep,
and sleep, to tomorrow
and tomorrow love you again.
If I need you , may I ask you to
stay again with me tomorrow?
And in asking I know your love
and in answer you hold me still.
And we are but one.

If my thoughts were a tree
Sunken shallow in your earth
Would the sky still be above me?

If goodbyes were a station
No regrets and no going back
would this ticket in my hand show?

If my heart were the ocean
One in a million planetary wishes
would time erode my dream?