The Midas TouchJuly 1999 - Copyright
The ripples on the lake,
Alive, like children scurrying under their blankets,
Are deified by evening sunlight.
They are transformed from water to liquid gold with the twilight’s Midas touch.
I wish that I could be that light,
And have the power to make your eyes catch fire,
With only my golden touch.
VacantJune 1998 - Copyright
I have emptied out my body
To house him in my chest.
I have carved out my mind, my lungs, my heart,
And bestowed them at his feet --
to pose as my most priceless dowry.
But he will not accept my offering,
And he will not enter this palace which I have created for him.
So now my breast is vacant,
And I am not accepting renters.
Him- excerpt June 1998 - Copyright
Like a rooted sunflower that turns to face the sun,
My heart follows his path as he travels across my sky.
It cannot touch its beloved, because the sun is a billion miles away.
And if only its petals could reach,
The beautiful rays that caress that poor blossom from afar,
would simply burn it to a spot of sizzling ash.
Like WaterJanuary 1999 - Copyright
Like water through my fingers,
I can only hold you for so long.
If I drink you from my palm,
Water will drip down my chin,
And my lips will be left damp,
But I will never be filled
Because I can only hold you for so long.
SubstanceJune 1998 - Copyright
My soul is made from the same substance as yours is.
It is thick, and pours slowly between us.
I cannot know what portion of my substance is you,
Because you have dissolved into me.
My liquid soul has encircled yours,
and they spiral together into the upper air…
I lie motionless and feel the rocking
as they dive through one another,
then dissipate into the pool to resurge once more.
A Kiss May 1999 - Copyright
I feel his breath in my mouth
And one hand in my hair
The awkward clinking of teeth
Is our only accompaniment
As I bite his lower lip
And he begs me with his tongue.
For AmandaSeptember 2000 - Copyright
Like a crystal prism
That hangs in your kitchen window
And breaks the purest sunlight into a brilliant spectrum,
She broke her happiness into a thousand rays,
So each of us could see a piece of that light.
Like a sky-bound cloud
That spills a million raindrops to the earth,
She showered us with life.
And like a gust of wind
That blows a dandelion’s seeds to the ground,
Where they can take root to become something beautiful,
She helped scatter love,
So it could grow in all of us.
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