Ascension

Earned this, countless bruises inside and outside to show for it.

Happiness wrapped in love, grounded in truth, stitched to the essence of your very being.

Fear is a stranger and trust sleeps at your side.

Tea cools on the balcony as soft dreams await, accept it –

Sparkling floors and no ceilings, quiet drives through the countryside on mini-vacations,

Singing and dancing after too much mezcal,

Kissing like teenagers
under mistletoe.

The smoky skies and endless nights of the city banished to a reliquary of

youthful indescretions, painful lessons, and fond memories to look back on.

Gift

Venus and Cupid – Circle of Jacopo Sansovino (Courtesy of The Getty Center)

Give me
endless adoration, say my name tongue-filled with passion
Feed me
thirst for exploration, wander my mind, your untamed woodland.
Drown me
in a sea of raging devotion and cry in ire as I drift away.
This body
on display, on my terms only.
Goddess in a temple, come forth and worship me.
It’s not enough
the last bit of brandy,
the last kiss, the last touch,
the last sunset watched.
Bring me
the unattainable,
memories wrapped in silk and naïevité forever.
a field of “I’d nevers,”
Blood, sweat, the dreams you covet
Give it all, so we can burn it and start again.

Shed

Grab your keys
don’t waste your youth tied
to one place
one idea –
slacks and button-downs
Monday through Thursday
casual Friday
leave
take your lover
go see it all

(Photo featuring art by Barbara Kruger; courtesy of The Broad Museum)

Mojave

Snowcapped mountains in the distance,

An expanse of sand and ever-blue sky,

Wind rustles in through the open windows,

Reverberates like a high fidelity whisper.

When all else is dim and hope seems far gone,

Let’s hold this moment dear,

Alone together, riding in the open air.