Words you never heard

Staring at your beautiful imperfections.

I want to hold you close and feel you near.

I don't want to start alone, here we go

Standing in the moon light

Watch stars come and go.

I never want us to be different can we stay the same.

I know we are only some of the way there.

Watching the moment pass in a slow way.

June 18/12

Some ideas

The helicopter flying over head

I'm unsure why?

Did someone escape some secret

Laboratory in the north end?

Then there is silence again.

Only sounds are crickets, birds, the occasional car in the distance, and a dog barking.

The air is warm

The sky is a soft blue.

The trees are lush and green

A stress free moment

Unplugged.

What a great idea. . .

June 15/12

Craving the affection

Craving the affection

that breathes inspiration

That we all leave behind.

From the cracking sad smile

To the silhouetted shadow you cast.

Behind the tears of a thousand souls

fading Away.

Just that, away.

June 14/12

Chasing you on the train

I'm listening to some U2 song on

My Walkman.

Watching train cars burning the tracks besides

Our train to somewhere.

The distance between my thoughts run

Restless and long.

Playing hide and seek with a girl a few seats

A head of me.

What's your name? My eyes couriously asks.

Do you feel me watching you?

I glance away and from the corner of my eyes

I see you smiling at me.

I look back and we make contact.

Eyes meet with a smile.

A few miles out from were I'm going.

I turn my head,

Looking out the forgotten window of filmilar trees

That are infact the same trees that I see every time

I'm here.

I look back at her and she is gone.

A fate that wasn't to be made.

Just strangers on the train.

June 06/12

Natures Ghost in the Machine

The silence in the room is so satisfying.

It fills my soul with easy and delight.

I do wonder what life would be like if

there was no one else in the world but me.

I imagine what street sounds are missing

or what sounds would be left in the world?

I see building grown in by nature.

I see new trees growing where people once

strolled.

The sound of the wind blowing through the

trees. The sound of birds happily chirpping

away. The return to what was.

The in the distance I hear a plane flying by

Loud, dirty, a fact that there are billions of

people everywhere.

The kaos of of the human race.

Starved for the silence that our hearts want and

need.