Author: admin

You dreamt of a house
Filled with people
Your guests
And everyone had their own room

You dreamt of a meeting arranged for day two
A meeting of all seventeen

When I first saw you I didn’t know you. You were “other” and I, slightly afraid
My instinct to hide, my fear that I would
Near

When I forgot myself and met your gaze I saw that your eyes were warm and joyful
Sometimes with focus, often with laughter
Seen

I had a thought and I spoke it aloud. You nodded and we continued to talk
Sharing memories, and sharing our dreams
Heard

My heart was heavy from verse I had writ
Part of my soul had been spell checked and sent
(It’s rather tragic, where did you get it?)

You flatly asked to whom goes the credit
Not thinking it me, not for a second
My heart was heavy from verse I had writ

I wrote of pain with a touch of my wit
To this you were somewhat ambivalent
(It’s rather tragic, where did you get it?)

I’d written of sin that I had commit
I tried to tell you I felt penitent
My heart was heavy from verse I had writ

I’d written of fear that I had permit
Hoping my words a fair acknowledgement
(It’s rather tragic, where did you get it?)

Your words took me aback I must admit
Are my true feelings so unapparent?
My heart was heavy from verse I had writ
(It’s rather tragic, where did you get it?)

Jeremy Bray went through day to day
With nary a care and nary a say
Spending his days with his tube and his book
He had all he could want and he knew how to cook

“Nobody knows me and nobody cares
When I speak my mind freely I’m met with blank stares
I’m ok with myself and I like what I see
I’m all that I ever will care that I be”

But Jeremy Bray a pickle was in
He’d seen her out dancing, he’d bought her some gin
She’d giggled when he’d ordered his own Blue Lagoon
She’d smiled and she’d touched him, she’d said “see you soon”

If I could dance I’d take you into my arms
Pull you in close, breathe in your skin’s heat
Press into your motion, your rhythm, your beat
Glide my fingers from shoulder, to elbow, to wrist
Pull you round in a halo, lean you in for a kiss

But I can’t dance (so here I am)
Rigid stance (I won’t let go)
I’m infused with the melody, harmony, bass
But others dance (that’s not for me)

If I should dance all would fade
No thought of myself, or thought of the day
The world a snapshot, your smile, your sway
Your whisper, your softness, your poise and your grace
The sound of your laughter, your loving embrace

But I don’t dance (my confidence falters)
My will’s held in a trance (I slowly fade)
Overwhelmed by discomfort, vertigo, fear
This is just an indulgence (not my usual fare)

If I would dance we might be as one
Heart to heart, entangled souls
Our bodies, our minds, our fluid wholes
The rush of emotion, friction taking its toll
Freedom, desire, wanton loss of control

i’ve been to a place between here and there

a place where i feel the warmth of your touch
a place where i taste the salt on your lips
a place where i tease the curls in your hair

i’ve been to a place between now and then

a place you take form
a place I take flight
a place not of how but of when

i’ve been to a place between dream and wake

a place below the plane of the sea
a place in darkness not yet become light
a place of haunting and ache