My mid summers nights dream-

[Jabberwocky]

I was blind
Searching your body with trembling fingered eyes
Tracing secret messages into your flesh
Translated in sighs of contentment

Will you be my muse
Lines and patterns intersecting, verticies
So beautiful at times I forget to breath

Your perfect no matter how i see you
curled in on yourself
my arms cradling your head and through it your dreams
least they spill forth

Suddenly,
A calm comes over you
no worries
your laugh lines creating a topology
a warmth
infectious
making me smile
The slight upturn of your lip
hinting at jokes and a past full of love and deep friendships
whose memories will last a life time

I wake a half dozen times, loving the way your hand always finds mine,
not realizing im dreaming
to stare with awe
at my puck like prince
on this mid summers nights eve

Impish, full of mischief and heart
With a subtle passion that draws you in with a power
enough to fill a thousand poems

You dont have to say whats on your mind
its written clearly in your honest expression
dancing with merriment in your eyes

I am so lucky
I repeat over and over again
like a mantra
afraid if i stop, just for one instance
it wont be real

I break free of my silent revelry
to sit once more
tracing and decoding my secret messages
riding the electric pulse of desire to pathways of contentment

 

[Benefit]

You should post some of those things you wrote about that girl, your first girlfriend I believe?, who passed away from AIDS. I still remember that line about you sitting in the park holding her, and also I remember some of the stuff you wrote about your mom and taking care of your sister. Very touching phillycream, you've had a unique life.

 

[Jabberwocky]

Thank you mr benifit. drop me a pm with your email. I thought about you the other day, was wondering how your life was and what you were up to.

In regaurds to my past poemetry there in both my journal and the words archive, That isnt me anymore, ive had to let go to heal. But perhaps i could write a follow up a kind of kinda rememberence. I dont write as poignantly as i use to because im not as sad. Most of my poems these days are about love. lol. Ah well. But seriously drop me a line from time to time, i worry when i dont hear from people for a while

 

[(Wordy)]

There are some fantastic lines in this piece:

I was blind
Searching your body with trembling fingered eyes

my arms cradling your head and through it your dreams
lest they spill forth

It's clear that you write with your heart. And it sounds like your heart has had to deal with its fair share of tragedy in its life. Having never lost a loved one who was that close to me, I really can't begin imagine what you've been through. It's so inspiring to see that you remain inspired, and fittingly inspired here by perhaps the bard's greatest comedy.

 

[Mehm]

great piece

 

[up all night]

Loved it.

 

[IXinX]

I am not usually a fan of sentiment but this left a lingering impression on me

Is it meant to be nostalgic in tone?

 

[Jabberwocky]

I hadnt intended it to have nastalgic tones, but when i think back to that night even though it was recently i sigh deeply and feel nastalgic. Sometimes after i write a poem ill go back and for the life of me i cant remeber writting it.

lol

Phillipe
and im a sober person these days too.