Steady, strong, selective. Faithful, foolish, fierce. Beautiful, belligerent, believer. Promised, alive and kissed.

A picture perfect world is alluring to the ones hidden and unseen. Their shelter is forsaken and their grace not gleaned. There is beauty in the shadow, intimacy to be found. For fame is not a dwelling place for feet on holy ground.

Sunshine or rain, the sky is the same. When the storm dissipates the constellations remain. The dreams that are stored there, tend to find shelter where, no one who isn't looking will see, that though what it offers is offered for free, the price that is paid is the faith that is laid on the stairs to be climbed one step at a time. The body must bear the burden of weather while the soul fights the shame that comes from another because the staircase you chose is hidden like prose from their eyes that despise the beauty that lies in your smile when you say, "I have found the dream for me, the one that shines above the sea, the stairs I must climb, only show a step at a time, but the height is what gives me glee. When I am in air my hearts without care. It's here I'm allowed to be free."

She knew he was out there. The man who held her heart. How long would she wait, how long would they be apart?  There was so much to be thankful for,  so much that was right. But the hole that tore at her kept her awake at night. The morning would come and bring new light and again she'd remember he was alone too, searching and waiting until he was blue. So she would put out her song and let her heart beat with its rhythm, when he heard it he would know his love was calling. He would follow the sound that lifted his spirit and gave cause for the falling. Together they would fight to believe that without the other there could be no bliss, until their eyes met and their love sealed with a kiss.

Hello. I looked for you today. I heard your laughter, but never saw your face. I smelled your fragrance, but never held your embrace. You were there I know, because I felt your benevolent glow. Were you hiding from me? Did you see me, and chose to be unseen? It's possible and fine, our love transcends place and time. What you have done for me will last me an eternity. I have patched my holes and diligently check their wear, letting what you've given me seep away carelessly is more than I can bear.

Love me in the morning and let me have the day. I will return, but the sea is calling. The land of my dreams has been flowing through these veins, pleading with me to give up the grey. I will go and I will fight for mine and for yours and the world of tomorrow. Bloody she will be but oh how happy I will be. These wings were meant for flying and this heart was meant for growing. Love me in the morning and let me have the day. I will return, but the sea is calling. The land of my dreams has been flowing through these veins, pleading with me to give up the grey. I have done my best to ignore it and love where I am at and even explore it. My time has come to leave this nest, gracious and kind and fulfilling at best, I will make one of my own and welcome in the birds of the sea, with the salt sprayed eyes and the tattered wings. The love you have shown me will not be wasted for a new world waits for all I have tasted.

High above, in the trees where I sit, the wind shares its secrets with me. He tells me things I shouldn't repeat, though their glory I could wear on my sleeve. He doesn't mind if I believe or agree, he only desires to be close to me. To feel my eyes when I speak or the tempo of my heartbeat. I do not care if you think I am queer because I sit above all that is near. What I know is that the one who causes the tsunami to grow, has chosen my heart to bestow his passings, and I treasure this more than your blessings.

 

Sweet and lovely, wake me when your gone. Kiss me with your lips and whisper you won't be long. Touch me and leave me, cradled in your love. In your absence, I will wrestle with time, pleading with him to sprout wings and fly and bring back to me the one that I crave, the one who keeps me entranced with his gaze. I do not wish to slumber trading ignorance for bliss, I would rather feel the pain and know exactly what I miss.