Requiem for Lovers

SUMMERWINDS

If only I could love again

Breathe in again

The sweet smelling
blind unconsciousness

of youth and spring

If only I could sing
again

Live half complete

In every moments
expectation

Knowing

All of life itself
was still ahead

How less than dead

The rest of all the
rest would seem

If only I could dream
again

THE PARABLE

How easy it is to share
nothing with nothing

Hoping something will
finally come of it

While the anything
of who were are

Wanders here and there
and everywhere

Beyond all despairing
parables

Yet blinded still
and mystified

By sacrifice

And the unconditional
unrelenting

Demands of love

MOONGLOW

We live in the immediacy
of stifled dreams,

Discarded loves that
circle the moon

In the dead of winters
benality

The long ride home,
a safeway house

Not far from Spring

And a heartbeat away
from reality.

SOULMATES

True love
needs only silence.

No words to speak,,,

No need to whisper
cheek to cheek,

For everything
that others might
not understand

Is understood
emphatically

With just one look:

One glance
within a crowded room

Or far from home,

Each talks to each
incessantly

And not alone.