Her Breath in Her Apartment
The first time in her apartment
After her death,
I could still smell her perfume
And feel her breath.
I had returned for a photograph
Of the two of us
Taken at the amusement park
After a day of lingering in her arms.
For me, love and joy
Have always been comparatively brief
Beside the loneliness and grief
That have navigated most of my existence.
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The Need I Had Of a Woman
I’ve felt the sorrow
Of looking into a sad girl’s eyes
As she was about to depart
From the room of our dreams.
I remember her kiss
Upon my cheek
As her tears
Touched her lips.
In a brief moment
She was able
To teach me love
And the pain of death.
I’ll never forget
The need I had of a woman
In this world,
And the fear
Of never seeing her again.
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Leah in a Poetic Universe
In this life we pray at sunset,
Cry when we’re vulnerable,
Dream when we’re hopeless,
Find God when we need Him,
Believe in love against all odds,
Try to tell someone I need you
And I won’t hurt you again.
Please, meet me at a book store,
Let me gaze into your eyes,
I’m not the angel you are,
But I have a soul
That believes in kindness.
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Everybody’s Breath
In this fragile life,
I burn candles
In the incense room.
I utter prayers
In secret places
For gentle souls.
I return with my memories
To joyful times
And forget unpleasant thoughts.
There will be coffins
To gaze into
And one in which to lie,
But I cherish everybody’s breath
And know we’ve gained more in living
Than we’ll ever lose in death.
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Jesus Mantra
When I forget to breathe my Jesus mantra,
When the sweet scent of fragrant incense fades,
When the flame from votive candles is quenched;
Everything in my world goes wrong,
I play dissonant notes
To the most unhappy songs,
I walk out into the moonlight and it fails to shimmer
In a lovely woman’s hair,
I grow tired and sad with a heart of despair.
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Irreversible Bad Karma
I’m praying
For my friends
To find
Future happiness
In the drunken world
That is often set reeling
By the spirits of unkindness.
I’m serious and earnest
And completely smiling
Into the sunlight
Of spiritual thoughts.
The world
Is not malignant with irreversible bad karma
When you have people
To place into your big heart
Of tenderness and compassion.
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Deer Season
Pray, pray, pray
On the hunting grounds
For the sad and sweet animals
Falling to the ground
In the sport of bloodlust.
We’ve been here before
Innumerable times,
We keep returning
To pay for our crimes.
For every act of malicious injury and death
A soul must return
For a thousand rebirths
To suffer the fears and pangs
And the heartbreaks of existence.
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Diamond-Sapphire Throat
When the drunken moon
Drips moonlight streams
Of Champaign light,
I’m going to clasp
Your small-girl hips
And lick with desire
Your slender diamond-sapphire throat.
I’m composing dangerous notes
To be compiled in your vampire book
Of gothic criminal style.
Smile with blood-red lips
That invite me to partake
In the pleasure of your sensual mysteries
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Dreaming You Still Slept in This Room
For a while love can be abandoned
For duty or greed or powerful prurient desires
Or simply the necessities of survival
Until your heart is laid siege by lonely despair.
Wouldn't it be exquisite to be drunk
In the soft consoling rain
And forget that we ever hurt each other?
Sweetheart, you have a free pass with me,
There's nothing I hold against you.
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I Know Her Smile Could Make Me Weep
I was drifting through
A late August summer day
With a persistent breeze pushing time away
With forceful hands,
The end of a hopeful season.
I was riding in the sunlight
In a beat up car
Playing ancient rock and roll
From the beach boys.
I'd like to discover love again
Buried away in an acorn-like memory
Saved for difficult and emotionally barren times.
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