Sonnettics

Your mom’s asleep–let’s let her have her rest
When she’s awake she’ll play with you some more
For her and for the baby it’s the best
To have some peace. Shh. Slowly close the door
We’ll tip-toe down the stairs like little mice
We’ll talk in whispers–all you want to say
Oh yes, she’ll think it all is very nice
For us to be considerate this way
Now let me tell you something very true
A special thing about your mother’s heart
A piece of it beats here inside of you
And so you see, you’ll never be apart
You too were once inside your mother dear
And with her love she keeps you still so near

I picture potion dripping from her hands
My body tight and dry upon her bed
A priestess, she both summons and commands
Such life from me I once believed was dead
She chants my name, a steady, rhythmic beat
Attacks my flesh with vigor and delight
I reel between her knees, her legs, her feet
Entrancing flames illuminate the night
But where she learned this magic I can’t say
And if it’s legal I don’t want to know
I only know her powers have a way
Of taking me to where I want to go
To heaven, if I’m with her, else to hell
And nothing on this earth will break her spell

I closed my eyes and sighed to her content
The picnic basket still remained half full
A token that our day was just half spent
The tug of sleep became a steady pull
She let me nap, her head upon my chest
I felt the sun, her lips, both kiss my face
And when I woke from such a peaceful rest
I felt that I was truly in my place
A place of peace more precious than a pearl
Like love itself had been the oyster there
A thousand years and guarded by a girl
Who knew what lay inside and knew to care
And now content she kisses my closed eyes
And smiles a pearly smile to hear my sighs

The stars all laughed as I walked past alone
They pulled their drapes that darkness was my path
The moon fell at my feet, a bloody stone
The sun withdrew her glory in her wrath
The emptiness of walking seized my feet
The emptiness of nothing seized my mind
The fearlessness of silence was complete
As every word was slowly undefined
And then I saw a pillar of white light
And god himself was standing in its glow
And jesus too was standing at his right
They shook their heads then turned again to go
Forever and forever left behind
And all the gold on earth was unrefined

As patient as a graveyard, there he sits
And watches as his wife falls fast asleep
The room is cold–he presently forgets
The promises he promised he would keep
His mind is silent, calm and still as death
Epiphanies are duly held at bay
His only mantra is his shallow breath
Which falls and rises now as if to say:
To sleep, to sleep–the bed is getting warm
To sleep, to sleep–the dreams are fading fast
To sleep, to sleep–ignore the coming storm
To sleep, to sleep–the future is the past
He dies the moment that he hesitates
A man who lives is not a man who waits

I caught a glimpse of where she was to live
With someone else, a happy little life
A place where she would find enough to give
As mother and as someone else’s wife
A garden full of flowers, neatly fenced
A closet filled with someone else’s stuff
A mind if not a heart that is convinced
That life and love could ever be enough
Enough knows nothing of eternity
A word that has it’s fill then falls asleep
It’s dreams are just a fleeting memory
Of closets and of fences built to keep
A happy little life to love within
Eternity was never sliced so thin

If half a life is all your life will be
If happiness is only in the rain
If every time you think you’ve found a key
You find the locks have all been changed again

If Spring succumbs to Winter’s latest frost
If distance is your constant enemy
If counting time is counting time that’s lost
And losing time’s a constant memory

Then let your mind recall eternity
And feel how close the soul is to the heart
Replant the seeds of faith in you and me
Our strength of love will break all locks apart

Though tears may come and go, the Rain will stay
To wash the tears of half a life away

My mistress has her will, but I command
Her body and her mind do what I say
She takes each word I speak as a demand
And without hesitation she’ll obey
And such a heavy burden none has borne
Because her heart is filled with love and trust
For me, within my side it is a thorn
To not consume her will upon my lust
And yet at times our passions’ flames converge
My will, her will, comingle heat with heat
And so express each solitary urge
Where passions tangle bitter with the sweet
We rise together like the morning sun
And burn as brightly when the day is done

Remembering the river where we walked
The bridge above the water, strong as life
Remembering how every day we talked
Of all that should be said by man and wife
Remembering the rains of middle spring
The rivulets of memory are clear
When washed by words of love, remembering
The torrents of the passion of one year
Forgotten are the times of fear and doubt
Which vanish like the dust within the rain
Forgotten like a storm forgets a drought
Like rapture brings an end to tears of pain
Envisioning the fount of love and peace
Which flows forever, nevermore to cease

She stole away to tell me I’m her life
Her dearest man–she kissed me on my neck
Another time she might have been my wife
Her tenderness would not be kept in check
But as it is she does the best she can
To love, protect, and hold her lover’s heart
And though I love her, I am just a man
Who quickly spirals down when we’re apart
But then she steals away to bring me back
To lift me from the deepest, darkest place
Her faith in me makes up for what I lack
And peace illuminates her smiling face
And all this love she has through peace and strife
She says she has because I am her life