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He (she too) knows he is called strange
And beautiful in the same breath.

His (her) delight in life contagious

But then

Given time

And the right mix of elements

He (she does) crashes

And no words nor touch

Can reach him.

Blinded and numb.

He regresses.

He recoils.

(She turns within)

For no one can save him and he knows this.

They do not fathom the depths

Of despair.

(She knows)

He can hold his breath longer

For he knows at the surface

The darkness waits unbidden.

It always waits

Unbidden and unseen by others.

(They do not see it

They do not feel it)

And they lose patience

Going on their way

To fill their own void for they cannot hold their

breath any longer.

(She is still there)

And he resurfaces.

Returns from the untime

To be aware.

Skin tender, jaw tight

Legs jelly

And goes on.

Invites others from empty tables to join him.

Holds others when their arms are too full

And smiles

Because he is thankful they have not swam so

deep into the darkness as he.

(He sees remnants of shadows on her eyes)



It is in the silence,This feeling.

You still do not know true depths

For words

Are just the very tip


The iceberg.

In each heart

So much

More lies beneath.

And if you try so daringly to

Stand upon the

Very tip of an iceberg

You will

Quite suddenly find your self

Thrown off balance.

Falling endlessly into

Cold, unfamiliar waters.

Gasping for air.

Pummeled and tossed knowing not

Which direction you must swim

To breathe,


Opening your mind to find oxygen.


You may like it there,

Lost but found in another’s

Unexplored company,

Finding yourself not so cold

And disoriented after all.

You Do It


You do it;
You did it again.
I start out so careful
But then i dive in
That i crave.
Hope is my curse,
Over and over
I cannot refrain.
You beautiful storm
Seductively terrifying
I start out so careful
But you know my heart.

you leave me reeling

in wonder

my mind in perpetual motion;

in a state of confusion.

A Poet’s Seduction



You lure and entice.

A poet’s seduction.

A maker of sighs and smiles.

Words of reality woven

Into the ink of fantasy

Until you cannot tell

Which one you have become.

Which one you yearn for.

Words caressing your heart and mind.

Finding their way into depths

Even you yourself cannot find.

Tempting and tantalizing

Between passion and longing.

Loneliness and belonging.

Lust and hate

Love and distaste.

You’ve left yourself

Bargaining for

More than a phrase.