Let’s Fall In Love On Paper


Let’s Fall In Love On Paper


Let’s fall in love on paper
frozen feelings
heartfelt hieroglyphics
sensual stirrings
where love can do no harm
and faces never meet
except in dreams
where I often call your name

let fall in love on paper
sinful smiles
naughty nuances
sweet scenarios
excitement without pain
where I can be your lover
your equal, your man
the butterflies you feel

lets fall in love on paper
it’s harmless, I swear
we’d never really mean it
or, at least never act on it
or hurt if one of us went away
just an exercise in writing, you see
creative cravings
yellow pad yearnings
besides you’re way too old for me

lets fall in love on paper
journalistic jousting
heart touching heart
look at me
my first attempt
and it’s already
too late
for me

Rear View



Rear View

I took one look
And there you were
How long I had searched
How lonely I had been

The way you wore your hair
That smile, your giggle
The far away gaze in your eyes
Were you looking for me too ?

Just minutes together and already I know
How great it is going to be
The sun, the sea, the late mornings in bed
You and me
Me and you

I fell in love today
Through my rear view mirror
Then, the light turned green
And you were ……gone…

Beat of Life


hand chest


Beat of Life

putting your hand
to my chest
I speak to you
without words
or false promises
just the beat of life,
and what more can one offer
another anyway ?

rainy afternoons
are no reason
to abandon the beach
it makes itself beautiful
just the same

there’s a song
the ocean sings
sometimes you can really feel it
in the salty kisses on your lips
a promise of sorts
to always be your lover
to rush in to greet you
and walk lightly beside you
for as long as you desire
and miss you when you go

it carries your reflection
to mirror off the stars
that I might see you
in my dreams
where the ocean
and I




my mind builds castles
from the smell
of fresh hewn lumber
where I shuffle my feet
just to break the silence

I went howling at the sun
mostly, because no one
gave me the rules
about the moon.
I guess I’m a better man now
although, she was quite
and flattered
at the scene

the mortality of it all
love and life
and holiday laughter…
I think, comfort
still survives
in the faces and places
of yesterdays smiles
and in memories
tucked in the heart

and you make these memories…
so intricately soft
with your colorful laughter
and unspoken
my heart whispers…




I take the time
for gratefulness

for everything green,
for summer picnic weekends,
and for you
and the way you hang your pictures
with words of blue

my sometimes friend,
with your glass

find your piece
of the peace
in a heart
that bleeds heavy

and then
heals itself,

with love.





from where I sit
there is no such thing as lost
this rock, by this stream
in this forest
is exactly where I am supposed to be
at this moment in time

I live as though I am looking down..
down from the sky, the clouds
down from that high tree branch over there…
watching myself move along
guiding myself,
encouraging myself
seeing the physical body
from the outside
looking in..
slipping through the crowds
in an unrehearsed dance
I am amazed sometimes
how I ever get there…
from here.

I see you too.
I see how and where we connect
and I see
that it is not enough for me
just yet
but time opens pathways
and builds bridges
and the distance from your words
to my heart
is getting smaller
every day….




I’m always optimistic.
still seeing hope
in long lost moments
when the heart,
can’t convince the head
of the damage suffered

what is enough ?
and is settling
really so bad
when my words don’t
seem to appear…
as if, my eyes
no longer see

but I see you…

it’s the disconnect
from the discontent
that gives me worry

what if I never connect again ?