Thursday, February 22, 2007

Entrenched

I’ve waited

sedated

long months for you

Inivited guests bring

invisible threats

drawing lines

in shifting sand

Bending boundaries

between friend and foe

Advance to the front

behind enemy lines

where pain

and passion

are one in the same

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Restraint

More than a handful

becomes a waste

happy slips though fingers

when your eyes

are too big

for your heart

Walking on air

an inch above

good enough

leaves me as breathless

and a mile is

too far to fall