Buried

I draw a map to where you are
With crayon lines
And X’s and O’s mark
The treasure

I put it up on the wall,
Below the North Star
As though following it straight
Would make it simple

The angels feel our silent longing
The devils give us strength
But there are pieces missing
And dragons in the way.

 

Delirious Storm

Blue sky
in your head
Dreaming sweetly
he said

beneath your
water garden visions
lies a sad void

leave me the gift of rain
and a picture that whispers a symphony

 

Driving with Raye

Highway signs blend
And for hours we’re missing
No messages we’d send
We’re too busy singing

Your hand on the shifter
And mine on yours
I think ‘Later I’ll miss her’
In that moment I’m yours

The flame from the bic
And blue lights on the dash
Your bright red lipstick
And the grey of the ash

We choose our own way
Drive out to the sand
You wish we could stay
On the edge of the land

The ocean before us
The city behind
Waves crash like a chorus
Flooding my mind

I put down the wine
To softly brush your cheek
Your lips meet with mine
And we rarely need speak