Sirian Princess

over worlds of blue
she danced in dolphin dreams
pretending to be one with the deep
her arms not quite made for the sea
her heart filling with a song
awakening the stars own memories
legends told of her laugh
crowning her the dolphins circled

next to trees of life
taking in the breathing of the world
so still she is calmed
until birds of prey make their peace
only her feet touch the ground
she is somewhere above the leaves
in lights that shine
peering into and behind her eyes

under skies of night
stargazes into stone
worlds reveal themselves at her touch
tracing divine line over sacred spaces
sigil and symbol written in star
with sunlit golden-rayed strands of hair
falling over worlds of blue
the drawing of our Sirian Princess

The song of the birds called us outside

Opening myself to the magic,
Slowly drifting to the ground
Like snow.
Landing in the garden
Where after a freeze
All the plants have died
Except for two
Who wished
To survive,
Me and you.

White rose blossoms
Fill the ground
For when I know your smile is for me
I bloom inside.
Tears that want to soar
becoming petals being shed.
Sleepy, sleepy,
So softly threads between us are formed.
I've fallen to your fingers
Gently gliding through my hair.

For the love of thorns

Why did you say
We would always be friends?
Part of me still believes
All of me desperately desires.

Love has lied down
Its drowsy tears weighing down
My feathered pillows
Making winged dreams ruined for flight.

When all my insides
Reach for the mere wish of you
And touch your lacking presence
Hope betrays and even thrives!

I used to panic at the thought of your loss
I realize and panic all the same
As if one can lose
What is already lost.

Mail-Daemon

Blood
Versus the trifling stars.
The prize:
Lady Destiny,
Fingers longer than time
But not this time.

Dear Computer,
Can I download
Love?

My loneliness
Does not mind
Who you are.
This heart sees
And hearts
Your brilliant mind.

P.S.
I always hope
To hear from you.

My Valentine

The bright lights blind,
I looked closer
and you hurt my eyes.

I slowly see the shape
of you begin to form;
my heart has grown.

Seeds of hurt planted
in crying days are saplings
now in forests newly born.

It won't be long before
birds nest in our branches
with our roots entwined.

Underground streams
flow from mountainside
a cascade of love.

She never trusted anyone with her secrets before

the world scorned her and she burned within
mankind was smaller back then
just her and him and her children

sex was meant to be an act of two
eyes turn black only his energy comes through
only in time her heart got separated too

one part her own another her dying children's
the world was at odds in its very first war
the children of Eve have arrived to destroy


her heart in the wilderness she hung on a tree
heaven and peace long abandoned her barren womb
her heart burst forth into some dark owl of night

forever inciting lust in the minds of men
her presence pulling them from worlds of wakefulness
they take her hand and morning comes she is gone

from the skies she lands on my window sill
i had begged her and for once she has returned
to offer the same dream to one more than once