Heart to Heart II

From 2004, this piece starts as the original Heart to Heart ends….for me as a writer I often visit my past, it helps me to understand my present and prepare me  for my future…I hope you enjoy….

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I stopped asking my heart questions,
just listened to what it said —
                        
It whispered into my soul…

          It’s 5 a.m., do you know where your heart is at?

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It is in your eyes
I saw its reflection as I went searching for a place to hide

It lives in the circle of your arms
where my defenses fled as you kept me from harm

It is in your hands
As your gentle embrace helps me to understand

It radiates in your smile
that starts at the corner of your mouth and tarries there awhile

It is in your voice
For I hear its whispering beat as your words rejoice

It breathes within a deep sigh
that meets eternity as it gently melds with my reply

It is on your lips
Its taste lingers on after each kiss

It leaves a trail to follow
through yesterday, today and tomorrow

It is in the silence of your words
that speak to my soul and are always heard

It rests within your world
Where dreams and truth forever swirl

It is in everything you do
I felt its presence right from the start

A piece of my heart is within you
No matter the distance or time we are apart….

Daddy, where is Heaven?

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Daddy, what are angels?
You told me Mommy’s one,
But I can’t see her wings of white
When I look up towards the sun.

Daddy, where is Heaven?
The place where Mommy is.
Will they take good care of her?
Will she have a place to live?

Daddy, who is Jesus?
Did He know she was my Mom?
Why couldn’t He pick someone else
To live with Him and God?

Daddy, why you crying?
Am I the one to blame?
Mommy died when I was born,
I wish my birthday never came.

What did you say, Daddy?
You miss Mommy too,
But you would miss me just as much
If I weren’t here with you.

What did you say, Daddy?
Mommy sees me everyday,
She looks down from up in Heaven
To make sure that I’m OK.

You say that Mommy’s love shines
From the moon and stars and sun,
So God asked her to give her love
To each and everyone.

You say that Mommy’s with us
Even though we are apart,
As long as each and every day
We hold her in our heart.

Now I know why Mommy
Picked you to be with me,
Because everyday that I’m with you,
I know where she will be…..

Soul Mates

It was in the soft part of the morning,
the time between 2 and 3…

Maybe it was the breeze’s fault,
the way the waves sounded
west to east,
lapping against the break walls,
kissing the shore
then receding.
I saw the moon skinny-dipping,
reflecting off the lake,
dancing across the waters
while I sat there watching
east to west.
There was a thin layer of ice
on the tree limbs
that sounded like
monotonic wind chimes
as they slapped each other,
trying to let the wind pass.
Light snow was collecting
like dust-devils
in nature’s nooks and crannies.
I thought to myself:
If the lake were
to suddenly freeze,
it would trap
the naked moon
in mid-dance.
The shame was on me —
You can’t trap the moon,
you can’t stop the dance.
Loneliness
was just something I felt
whenever we were apart…..

April 5, 2005

Dear Love,

I was so scared the other day. It seemed my world was going to end and the only thing I could think of was not spending the last moments I had with you.

I hate being apart. Whether a minute, an hour, a day, or a month. The amount of time does not make it any less bearable. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder; it makes mine cry rivers of tears.
I miss the vanilla smell that followed you from room to room. It may sound funny but I ran in the Baker’s yesterday and asked him if you’d been around. He looked as though I’d lost my mind. Maybe I have, but I had to smile when I walked by the cookie tray and saw it empty. I just took one last inhale, seeing not even a crumb left to satisfy any lingering hunger.

Maybe it’s just the feelings that the night brings, but I find myself staring at the headlights on the freeway. They bring tears of a hundred sunshines as I remember the miles separating us. It’s like looking across the river knowing all I have to do is reach the far bank to feel your arms once more. Just a short swim and I can feel your breath on my neck, your soft whispers in my ear. The river running such a torrent, making crossing impossible, and the rains never cease to end.

Tell me one more time why we stand apart. Even though my head wants to understand, my heart drowns in the confusion of deep sadness. It’s just temporary, you say, just until we’re sure. Until then, this is the best thing. After all, you have to finish school, and me, I have this damn job.

By the way, I received your letter the other day. It reminded me of the Baker’s. Thanks for the crumbs.
You sure know what it takes to sustain me. Until next time, let my words linger like scented candles and let my flame light your way.

Love, …..

Wisps

Will you hold my hand just for a moment
In that carousel up in the sky
The song that it plays
Makes me long for the days
In the hot summer Fourth of July

The music box slowly will open
Ballerina spinning within
May she dance on her toes
Dressed in ribbons and bows
Surrounded by baubles and gems

If you build me a house made of paper
Or maybe a castle of sand
When the wind and the sea
Take them away from me
I’ll still have their memories in hand

We could lie in a field of clover
Laugh as the clouds roll on by
In the blink of a kiss
The sun cease to exist
Replaced by the stars in your eyes

I long for the time we are together
To fill the time we spend apart
In the caverns of us
I hear echo a voice
That stills in the beat of my heart….