Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
And when it desires?
Is that then the right moment?
There's a peace with you
a casual frankness
a warmth in hardship
a love stronger than fear
Love is awake
and full of desire.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Sunburnt
Just a little pink around the edges
a little raw
a little tender
a little sore
working towards a change
the beginning of new skin
Apply this to my spirit
Times twelve
and you can see the state I'm in
a little cautious
a little awkward
a little scared
morphing into someone else
the beginning of 'growing up'
Or maybe this is the middle
or the end
Or maybe this is nothing
a little raw
a little tender
a little sore
working towards a change
the beginning of new skin
Apply this to my spirit
Times twelve
and you can see the state I'm in
a little cautious
a little awkward
a little scared
morphing into someone else
the beginning of 'growing up'
Or maybe this is the middle
or the end
Or maybe this is nothing
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
ISAAC
The day tricked itself and slowly turned into the night
Much the same I tricked myself by claiming this was right
Climbed up the mountain holding your hand tight
Isaac,
this is just a test to pass or fail
Isaac,
either way, my love for you is real
Isaac,
I ask you to lay down on the cold stones
...
I'd much rather take you home
A lamb to the slaughter, so full of trust you go
Much the same I hear a voice and willingly follow
I cannot explain to you, I've told you all I know
Isaac,
this is just a test to pass or fail
Isaac,
either way my love for you is real
Isaac,
I ask you to lay down on these cold stones
...
Now I'm going to take you home.
Much the same I tricked myself by claiming this was right
Climbed up the mountain holding your hand tight
Isaac,
this is just a test to pass or fail
Isaac,
either way, my love for you is real
Isaac,
I ask you to lay down on the cold stones
...
I'd much rather take you home
A lamb to the slaughter, so full of trust you go
Much the same I hear a voice and willingly follow
I cannot explain to you, I've told you all I know
Isaac,
this is just a test to pass or fail
Isaac,
either way my love for you is real
Isaac,
I ask you to lay down on these cold stones
...
Now I'm going to take you home.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
There's a space meant for you inside this box of treasures.
Beside my buttons and glue, on top of all my feathers
an envelope sits, waiting to be ripped
but the time isn't ripe, and you'll have to wait to read it.
We're waiting to be named
to be polished and adored
to be ready
to be chosen
to be asked onto the floor
I can still hear your heart
I can still feel your skin
I can still disagree
But I can still give in
The bottom-line has changed too many times
to define this
Now every time that you smile
I re-assess my blissful blindness
There's no choice left in matters of the soul
I empty, I listen
I give-over my control
to the outside looking in.
(Here's to screw-ups! Here's to failures! Here's to unpredictable passion and...us?)
yes.
Beside my buttons and glue, on top of all my feathers
an envelope sits, waiting to be ripped
but the time isn't ripe, and you'll have to wait to read it.
We're waiting to be named
to be polished and adored
to be ready
to be chosen
to be asked onto the floor
I can still hear your heart
I can still feel your skin
I can still disagree
But I can still give in
The bottom-line has changed too many times
to define this
Now every time that you smile
I re-assess my blissful blindness
There's no choice left in matters of the soul
I empty, I listen
I give-over my control
to the outside looking in.
(Here's to screw-ups! Here's to failures! Here's to unpredictable passion and...us?)
yes.
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