La Lune

Dashed away with a wisp of clouds
Sullen dark nightly
There dangling in the heavens
My muse, my all
La lune.

Jan 16/13

No up or down

Stumbling on this thought

Trying to make sure these words

Say what they need to say.

I found myself empty.

No fuel, no go, nothing.

I remove myself from that which

I felt was holding me back.

Holding me down.

Holding me.

I loose myself in these thoughts

From yesteryear.

I keep hearing "how was it?", "that was

A crazy time in the world."

I'm trying to yet understand what I was

Doing.

I went to some stuff, been to some places,

Did a bunch of this, it was f*ucked up,

I was F*cked up. Everything was F*ucked up.

Sometimes it's so hard to remember things,

But then I remember some beautiful and wonderful

Things and place and people and I can almost reach out

And feel them holding me. Yes it makes me cry thinking about it.

How deep the feelings are when I think about my past.

Which I try so hard to run away from. I can never get away from.

I can play stupid and pretend to be, and know nothing.

Sometimes it's better to be quiet and watch the show.

The seats are always good.
The character change so often that it's hard to keep track of but it's good.

Some reoccurring players and some I love.

Full of sex, drama, excitement, passion,

Sadness and more sex.

There are other things there as well but you

Get the picture.

Jan 8/13

Fantastic

You lean in to give me a kiss

Tippy Toes, eyes closed soft tender lips.

I had thought about what this would be like?

I had no idea.

It was quick and I enjoyed it.

I felt I was in shock from the surprise of it.

I had wished it was longer.

Did I do it right

I wished I had another chance.

She looked at me and smiled

She leaned in again and gave me an open

Mouth kiss.

Oh I was lost from the first one.

I don’t know if I was drunk off the wine or

Those kisses.

They linger in my thoughts.

And I still feel her lips on mine.

I love kisses.

Jan 7/13