any night any day...

caught with
pencils between
my ear
a story
not forgotten
a feeling
reminded
in your eyes

ice outside
times are
fast
with moon
glows and
an icy breeze
barren brown death
under the clouds
in two thousand
and eight

but then you
appear
your eyes
and your face
and your body
radiated in the
sunlight
as the clouds clear
as there is no
roof
there are no
boundries
there is nothing
keeping our thoughts
sane
we are
overtaken
with glow
as the barren maples
and oaks turn back
to lush
palms
and the
dead grass
turns to
warm
sand
and the ice
melts to
clear blue
oceans
and you and i
are every bit
of nineteen-forty-nine
once more
for a moment together
and an eternity in though
there are no boundries
here
there are no stops
i've kept to myself
back there
but here
when i'm with you
i feel it
the warmth
in my blood
our skin together
hot and soaked
and moving

a slight breeze blows
the sun never sets here
the love
never
ends
the magic
remains
months after
suddenly i feel it
in the soft bed
the hard floors
the crinkle of the
quilt
and brushing of
the sheets
the connection
the movement
and i need
not reminder
of my madness
is love madness?
does it matter?

no

there are no boundries here
only love
only hope
only you
and i
and whatever
music we set
our lives to

whatever
island
calls
you...

for you, glow

silent passings
quiet understandings
running
out
of words

loud stares
short calls
minutes
questioned
and moments
left behind

if walls
could talk
they would
tell us their stories
and
they will
with those
that lived them
that kissed them
that bled them
that paid for them

and you

will it
kill
you?

so many decision
i see the tension
i hear
too many of those
wanting
to feel the life
without living it
everything
so
quick
so
foggy
so
industrial
yet so alive
so un-programed
so creative
so organic
and beautiful
and tall
and strong

think
not of it
as your doom
think
not of it
as your destiny
think of it
merely as
your
blank
canvas

and
make
your
art

paint the pictures
dance the routines
act the scenes
sculpt the statues
sing the songs
and bring light
shine to
believe

and if you
show it
a fraction
of the love that
you've
shown
me
then it will
be the finest
of it's wine

and when
its finished
let us enjoy it
or let them have it
so we
may run
away
and watch
blue eyes
for you
glow

"I remember every detail
of the day we met"
-s&c bowman

i love you
every time

i can smell the grease-paint

electricity runs
through their
veins
the smiles
the laughs
the hope
the questions
the introductions
"what are you selling?"
someone asked
"nothing, but wait until you hear this..."
i replied
there was such
an ethereal
energy
that has finally
been sparked
such a rebirth
for the mind
finally
the seed of hope
planted today

wading through the
rain and puddles
i saw the sun
in their eyes
the best
was one man's
yell...
i explained to him
the matters
and his first
reactions were
eyes lit on fire
arms flung in the air
and hopping
up and down
while giving a very
loud piercing
yelp for joy
"WHOOOO"
a call to his wife
who soon met us
"the best news i've heard"
they jumped
and danced around
"back before modern advances
in stage make up
we used greasepaint
and i can still smell it"
he told me

"i can smell it already"
he left me with...

the energy
of this place
the energy
of town
the energy
of our universe
the energy
of this day
the energy
of the people
of their lives
of their joy
the energy
only EVER
matched and
duplicated
by the energy one feels...

...on stage

"follow every rainbow
till you find your dream..."
-r&h