I Wished On The Moon For You

Lady Day sang in a jazzy whisper from the past

and you appeared from the shores of blue mist

into my private dream world, the dim glow cast

as I watched in silent mistrust shrouded in lust.

You reached under the table and tickled my toes

with a pleading twinkle in your deep brown eyes

Please adore him! Please admire him! she said

in a translucent dazzle of a voice and I listened.

Oh, how I wish I did not! Oh, I wish I were free

I wish I could fly away from this passion spree

wish I had moments that did not simply flee

wish I could grin wide with wonder and glee.

I wish I had rhyme and reason without you!

Transience

A tender, soft, soothing .. worshipful exchange

sensual, lush, lascivious, longing lips interlocked

transmigration of souls .. intermingling of dreams!

Prelude to a fantastical dream .. a wistful song ..

out of the blue shadows, emerges the great humanity

in pure desolate pursuit! Once again, never to learn.

the bow moves and the violin weeps! Heaven?

A sigh, a gesture and a gaze! An outstretched hand

so physical and metaphorical; at once bewildering!

Within deep, passion flares in flickering tongues

and the distance melts into a union so perfect

that the soul perched on the mountain hearkens

and a tormenting realization transpires in space

sharp, piercing, strong and merciless; closed eyes.

Is it wise to fight the natural, cosmic order? She accepts

the transience of such magnificent, mythical moment!

Who was it that said, A woman's desire is her own demise?

and that the greatest curse is that one shall remain isolated

even in the most intimate of moments? She understands

strange as it may seem, such is the fate of her race!

Kindness

The man named Go smiled

a patient, kind, simple smile

he shook my hand very gently

and he listened to me carefully

with a tilt to his head and a hand 0n his hip.

A beautiful acceptance without judgments

corners of his narrowed eyes shone empathy

and a slight frown spoke many unsaid words.

In a whispering tone he said, life is a journey

I am thankful for the kindness of this stranger

and I wonder what happened to the rest of us

how did we forget to be kind, gentle and loving?

Power

I am reading while waiting for the hair place to open

I look up as this woman pulls into the space across.

She has a beautiful face; tanned skin, big expressive eyes

high brow, arched eye brows and a strong, defined nose

She resembles a handsome, powerful Inca goddess.

Does she realize how beautiful she is? I wonder.

Delicate morning rays illuminate her dark irises

and I can't look away .. her eyes draw me closer

she is talking to somebody on her cell phone

I can't hear what she is saying but I guess

an argument is in order for sure, I can tell

she wears a serious, contemplative look

oblivious of me prying on her private moment.

A few moments pass; obviously not getting through;

her brow is now knitted and the frustration shows

she starts to chew on her lower lip in silence

and I can see the little quiver in her left cheek

tears start to brim .. liquid pools in her amber eyes

she is trying very hard to hold back .. I feel her pain.

And then suddenly, she smiles .. the most beautiful,

radiant smile I have ever seen .. and tears stream down

she is now laughing and crying, appears inexplicably happy.

I am befuddled yet feel her happiness, it feels wonderful

It is like the refreshing cool wind after the first spring rain ..

I can't help but wonder what he said on the other end

Who is this man? and how did he make a crying woman laugh?

He holds the key to a woman's heart! Does he realize how much power he has?

Moonlit Shadows

They swing and sway as the night wears on

some say a dream is but a potent memory.

A collective one, perhaps?

You remember walking down those paths?

This most certainly is a unfamiliar realm

one in which illusions transpire into reality

and you choose to believe in the impossible.

Mad Dance

The desert wind trembles wisps of chill
a little quiver, a delicate shiver of thrill .
In front of me lay the immense desert
an ocean of sand grains twinkling twilight
each tiny prism preserving a grain of universe.

A sad full moon rises over the steely horizon
a smooth rustle, silky slither of deadly poison
a frosty forbidding silence rules this dominion.
A majestic desert creature flies across the blues
spread wings, the adobe around the moon flutters.

Someone afar sings a ballad so beautiful, it hurts
in a tongue so ancient and so fragile, it comforts.
A theme of intimacy and intrigue; a tale of strangers,
of intertwined heartstrings and mysterious desires
and the pain transpires through the moonlit mirages.

And somewhere else in the shadow of another dune
another dances.. a mad dance to the tune of a raging fire
My heart! My heart .. it starts to beat .. move .. melt
hypnotic, melancholic, powerful .. at once all consuming.
The rhythm invites me to be with the force and I obey!

I Miss You

The orange Sun melts into the deep, steel gray ocean, I miss you
A purple haze mists over rhythmically crashing waves, I miss you
The entire beach glows in the brilliance of the last light, I miss you
A light speck on the horizon, it is dawn on the other side, I miss you
A salty wind blows sensual secrets and my cheeks burn, I miss you
The woman sitting with her face half buried in his chest, I miss you
Over the deep red sand dunes, a cloud bursts laughing, I miss you
A waxing moon rises, beautifully translucent, lustily cool, I miss you
The sky to the east is a canvas overrun with pastel colors, I miss you
A Willet runs away from the water with a crab in its beak, I miss you
The child digging a trench looks up and smiles, happiness, I miss you
The man and his dog run together, and they nod, friendship, I miss you
A farmer burns some dead wood, smell of smoke in the air, I miss you

Tongues of fire flicker in the faint evening light, Oh where are you?
I miss you, I miss you and I burn with desire and with the fire!