Stolen

I find a thrill in keeping it apart,

Risking it all for nothing

But a heartbeat rush.

I expect a little suffering,

Towards this morning's start.

Who would have it any other way?

(Then again my feet are made of clay

And I know the sin of inertia.)

Given it is a crime to want

What you cannot keep beyond tomorrow.

And its sorrows, they stand up front,

Then keep you from wanting more.

Dated 06June2009

You are so far and yet I can feel your rage.
This digital divide makes my head hurt and my heart mis-beat.

Let go of the masks, banish the past, tear down the walls.
Believe me, it's time.

No distance will keep me from you, but this distance will,
Unless you decide. Unless those feelings you say that will never change come to fruition.

Unless you accept that I'm yours and you're mine.
I believe in you, I believe you, and I know deep down you do.

What then should I do? If not to be quiet first, if not to love you from here while you are there.
I choose to be strong, because I know that is what you need.
I choose to have joy, because that's who you are to me.
What then is there left for me to do but wait and sing, write and work,
What then is there left for me to do but love you more?

Salt

I told you I decided.
Whether you are angry or are sad, I will be here.
Whether you push me away or hit me, I will be here.

Even if I stumble at times, even if I make mistakes, remember that.
I will do everything in my power, to make it work.

You told me at the start you just know.
I told you the same.
There doesn't need to be any reason.
We're not going to be happy all the time, but neither are we going to fight all the time.
But what we need to do is to go it together.
You and me. Just you and me.

Tell me something,
When I ask you what do you want and you answer me, "just you" do you realize how real that is?

This is as real as it gets I think.
Just you and me.

We still have to go to church.
We still have to travel.
We still have more joy to share.
What we have is an unfolding song, no, what we have is music.

Maybe I'm desperate, maybe right now I'm sort of lost as to what to do next.
But I do know a few things.
I do know that you have started to love me.
I do know that no matter what we go through, no matter what we have to hurdle,
The butterflies were right.