Against our Sense

Progressing towards a shifting target
It looked like we were walking backwards
Things receding as we approached
The hill was within reach
A reach that simply extended
Like Sisyphean
Until we had come close enough to look so that we could see
All the while making progress against our sense.

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Before We Ever Met

I saw you standing there
Standing at the edge of the dance floor
A lovely top
Right hand on your waist
The other hugging it
Your frame
The look on your face
It held my soul
You were someone to know
Before we ever met

You gave off this fragrance
One that drew me in
Like a siren, but to life
I loved you before the beginning
Before we ever met

So natural to like you
Somehow I felt your essence
That day I saw a light
It was strong and beautiful
Powerful truly
You shined through and into
You gave me something
Without my asking
Would you dance with me
I had wanted to meet you
Before we ever met

We smiled together
Laughed together
Lost in talk, time inconsequential
Your thoughts mattered, they matter
To share your heart with mine
I would that we were that way
Before we ever met

Swept off her feet

So he swept her off her feet
And she gave her soul
What did he really do
It was she that lept

So he swept her off her feet
And she got possessed
What did he really do
It was she that let

So he swept her off her feet
And she fell in love
What did he really do
It was she that fell

​Grateful — August 2017

So I made a new friend
Not by accident
There was something to give
Gratitude

I am grateful
You are faithful
I did’t have to ask
Lover

There’s stuff I need to learn
Some where I’ve got to be
That I learned ’em
That I got there

Thank you

Grateful — June 2017

We’ve come to half the year
We’re still here
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Hell wanted me prey
Like she knew nowhere to stay
But she had to fail
For mine was not her place

We’ve come to half the year
Tomorrow is blessed
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Thank you, thank you
I have a say
Thank you, thank you
‘Made a way

It’s because you’re there
It’s because you’re there

The Eyes of God

When you look
though the lens of a camera,
your sight
is blinded
to all but that which the lens leads you to.
Except
where the lens through which you look
belong to the eyes of God.
The eyes of God,
they see all;
they see everything in every way to be seen.