Girl of the Ocean

While you are with me here now
Please realize there is a beauty
to all things, even to as above
and below
Know all purposes are things
that matter and sometimes
even the terrible beast
whispers of love
and sings
Some things are meant
to come and to go
like the leaves on tree's
and the flowers scent
The color of fall
the green of spring
everywhere
and yes dear
even loving
As we wait for the flowers
The sunshine
The Rain
and the hours
we spent together
to return again
My Spirit is forever
Cry no more

The Matador

In the deep jungle shadows
lurks a beast of great power
that lusts my soul like meat
or ripened fruit turned alcohol
you have wanted me wrong
and long
but it is death they serve you
on a silver flying platter
they, you do not understand
does death matter
it's only a metaphor
for other things no one can defend
there is a death to silence
and the light everyday
but no analogy
tells the truth better
than you to me