I'm actually honored that you would want to keep a copy of this. Yes, please be my guest and put this in your collection. It's an amazing compliment so thank you.

Hidden

I know
your worries
I understand your fears
the hopes of possible tomorrows
and the hurt of yesterday's promises
but now
tonight . . . for this one moment
may I
ask you
to let me discover
what makes you shiver
when you quietly scream
may I
touch
your desires
as if I were an artist
and you
were my instrument
and together
our music
was as sweet as jazz
under the star painted midnight

I won't
whisper
empty words
for there are no lyrics to this song
only
deep breaths
from the gentle strokes
that serve as the reasons for our life forever
so please
exhale
and let go
as I
slowly
erase your doubts
until
your heart feels mine
and our beating rhythm
becomes the improvisation
of two souls
undressing dreams
and finding
treasures
hidden
within inhibitions

That's probably the best compliment I've ever received . . . thank you

Why thank you very much!!

Once again you've created a work of art. Nice one.

I Was Here

There
before the sun
I stand
silhouetted
against the ocean's shore
as if my journey was imprinted
in the sand
by the creator of life
and my prints
are there for the world
to know
I was here

You Close My Eyes

You touch me
slowly
as if you are on a journey
to discover my soul
and I
close my eyes
and await

Shivering
as the gentle easiness of your fingertips
recite each wish
of each star
that interrupts the fading sun's light
and I feel
each star's reflection
within you

I want to dream
I live this moment
tonight
tomorrow
and forever
so that when you close my eyes
and take my breath away
my heart will forever beat to your love's rhythm

Each Step You Take


Thoughts running
in and out of my soul
as I watch you
walk away

"��Don't go"
stand at the edge of my throat
but never fall from my lips
and I am
alone again

I can feel
each step you take
it's as if
you'��re walking through me
running
to escape
to leave

My knees
grow weaker
my body cold
as I watch love hurt
as I watch life abandon me
I am
alone again

Help

I can feel time's grasp
growing
weaker and weaker
as if its hands cannot hold my journey
another moment

I rush through memories
trying to find the one I want to take with me
but there are so many

Desperately
I reach out
and try to grab a hold of the time
yet there is nothing to hold onto
my efforts are as futile as anyone
who feels they have the power
to own
that which is not theirs to claim

I inhale deeply
as if this monumental breath
would stave off the inevitable
whispering
a prayer
begging
and pleading for help
wanting
needing
the strength
to hold on
to make this moment last longer
but the hands of time are weary
and they
eventually let go of me . . . and I
exhale

Words and Music

I don't want to feel
the rain
the wind
or cold
because I already feel
your words

And the blues are playing
as I
try
hope
and wish
that your words
and the music
were not one and the same

The Beautiful Interruption

Sitting
just at the water's edge
watching
time slowly undress the night
revealing morning’s light

It seems to rise
from earth's soul
stretching as far as forever
as its warmth
slowly interrupts the chill that lingered from last night

I look over to you
and you had that smile
the one
that takes my breath away
every morning
afternoon
and evening

Not sure
what our plans are
as the day is just beginning
but
well the night really doesn't have to end

Ahhh it fees good to finally have time to write again. How is everyone doing?

Tormented Solitude

The emptiness
within my soul
lingers
as if it were a shadow
in need of light
and I shiver
from the imperfect chill of the gray sky's bitterness
alone

In this tormented solitude
I scream
to the deaf ears that have left me yearning
I plead
to the hands that once touched me
hoping
and in a whispered silence
beg your absence
to please
just try
one more time

Memories
try to understand why
as my heart mimics the uneven lines of clouded darkness
forming above me
I close my eyes . . . the anticipation of rain
I want to feel
it'��s sadness wash over me
to grasp
each drop that falls
so that I can remember
what it feels like
to have something to hold onto
if only for
an achingly brief moment

I've been away for a little while but as soon as I come back I find another magnificent piece . . . as usual I truly love your work

Congratulations!!!

I Felt Them Rise

I felt them rise
from the depths of my now hollowed heart
burning with pain and anger
rising
and then falling
one drop
by one drop
until they were a raging free flowing river of why

I felt them rise
tormenting me
as they journeyed from my thoughts
to my anguish
leaving my soul as dark as the night without a star
helpless
lost
and without hope
empty

I felt the tears rise
from deep within my chest
rising
until they found the confusion in my eyes
and from there
they fell
sadly
painfully
one drop
after one drop
as the part of me
that was you
faded as quietly as the day ended

Different


I could hear the echoes
as I stared intensely at the figure
crying tortured tears

Hands shaking
trying to recreate the an alternate existence
so that the words
would no longer feel as cutting
as the pain they've caused

Yet
the echoes continue
as if they were designed
to humiliate
to torment
an already imperfect soul

There are choices
that can hide the disfigurement of self-loathing
caused by friendly strangers
darkness forever
loneliness
or a knife that would tell my story
and end their laughter

I know I am different
I hear their words
every day
and every night
as if they accompany me throughout my life'��s travels
they are the reason
I stare
intensely
at the figure in the mirror
wondering
if they know
just how much hurt they've caused

Well hurry up and finish!!!! You have me waiting and you know that's the hardest part of life

Beautiful write

Tommy

You know I truly love your work. Thanks for the constant inspiration.