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  • To Kiss the World

    I longed to kiss the world, or perhaps cup the lovely broken pieces (some call them nations, others say they’re countries) in my palm and smooth them like I would a newborn pup or a yellow hatchling, hold onto them like I would a dreamy whisper the color of a shy sunrise If I asked…

    February 16, 2011
  • The Noble Infinity

    Time grows in my belly A sweet secret swelling Highlighting the Noble Infinity That longs inside me. And it is a pure longing, A raw agony, An exquisite sorrow Of naked fire, naked Untouched by survival and strife. It is a precise movement, Desire That only creates and never destroys. A pain unadulterated by Death,…

    February 15, 2011
  • Faces

    Love you Set free Birthing Space Like orbits And galaxies To encompass This exquisite peace And the false ones Fall to the ground Discarded and lovely In their expiration Their purpose–to fall Silent in the Face of Love– Having been fulfilled Love You Set Free

    February 15, 2011
  • The Way You Move Me, pt. 1

    I lifted a thought, Like a shy tendril of new green Or a slow unfurling of sunrise. And it was a thought of you. Up you went, past the crease between my eyes, Smoothing the frown that shades my brow Sifting through the queenly streaks on my crown You flew straight into the film of…

    January 27, 2011
  • What He Whispered When I Woke

    My bride, my dove, my perfect one I dream of you in eternity to be more dazzling than a supernova exploding in the sweetness of your breathing, I’ll whisper all the mysteries held in beautiful paradox and watch them blaze alive in your eyes, tongue, tears—oh center of my heart! You sometimes run and hide…

    December 17, 2010
  • heartmouth

    there are some whose hearts make the words they carry glimmer more than their weight in gold, diamonds, rubies and sapphire there are some within whose hearts lurk shadows and veils that mar and stain their words, make them stagger, limp, sigh, and expire

    November 29, 2010
  • Eyes to See

      figuring it out to see a person is to love that person eyes to see are eyes of love, acceptance, mercy, compassion, grace, joy, hope and faith.   eyes to see a person is to love that person, to be completely and irrevocably in love with the all-ness, fullness and redeemed brokenness of God’s…

    October 25, 2010
  • hope hiding in broken castles

    for Morgan & Cypress Hyacinth     Your voice is a shadowy collection of ripped promises, Tattered colors, and emptied echoing rooms Of yet another man who has fled your fierce affection– Your father, your uncle, your nephew, your brother, your friend, That man, that man, and that man—you recount an endless String of faces…

    October 22, 2010
  • epidermis

    Because I want to know what color you are Unpeeled Underneath the layers and layers of that epidermal organ beneath which you reside   to see the shade of purple in your veins the pulse of red in your arteries the exact trace of gold in your bone marrow, to see the sunburned subterranean of…

    October 22, 2010
  • words to love

    I can twist, pull, bend and curve words to sculpt iridescent images and caramel planets; Rearrange syntax I can like collisions of phrases stanzas and rhymes spinning From jab-jab-cross-uppercut across the lips into the very fire of their eyes, Exposing the most hidden stories inside their hearts I can unfurl alphabets on my tongue, spin…

    October 22, 2010
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