"I can understand..."

I can understand many things...
silences and noise -
tears and smiles.

I watch the sunrise
and know as the sun - sets.
I wander the clouds
taste the rain.

We breathe as we can -
its what we do;
and remember so much
and wish so damn hard...

and sometimes... just
sometimes
we see our stars.

Chris

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"Through My Looking Glass..."

I could kiss you -
really,
I could...
right here -
right now -
this very next moment
before my OR your
next breath...
and that very thought
has me so FULL -
that all I can do...
ALL
I
CAN
DO...
is so softly smile.

Chris

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"Purr..."

I love ya kitten...
you can scratch and bite
claw and kick...
and I'll treasure every touch
because
if you just purr for a second
just one second
it will fill me for a lifetime...
and if you don't
well, I was still there hoping
that you would -
and even that hope
will KEEP me for a lifetime.

Chris

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"If..."

If she speaks -
will her heart hold the words?
If she looks -
can I see her soul gazing into me?

If she breathes -
will her love fill me?
If she smiles -
will my world just glow?

If she kissed me -
will my heart beat again
and if then she just held me -
I'ld never let her go

Chris

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We know many things...
and walk our forevers.
Some are hand-in-hand
others -
half a world away;
some not yet begun -

"On The Edge..."

Walking the edges -
soft eyes...
some words remain unsaid
but still they WERE
so very, very thought.

Moments need not be full of
adrenaline or
URGENCY or
need or want or even whispers...
but then YOU aren't in them.

Chris

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Questions of the ages...
answered with infinities.

"Questions And Answers..."

We are the centers
of every I.
Each I is an ourself
and there ARE so many
ourselves - out here.

The same questions apply
and are stated -
the same answers are thought
and are given -
and each of us hears
and knows
and believes as we must
because it IS -
I
being addressed
as only we can address ourselves.

...and we react with:

I love
I cry
I wish
I dream
I hope
I try
I can't
I can
I could
I won't

...and yet -

The sun rises and sets as
OUR
earth turns.

Today begins,
Tomorrow awaits
- both - with and without - us.

Chris

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"Silence is..."

Silence is:
what you hear between heartbeats,
the look in an eye as the teardrop JUST falls,
when you aren't holding your breath anymore,
when you walk between raindrops,
when all the shadows coalesce into... nothing.

Silence is:
empty smiles,
crowded rooms,
unseeing eyes,
church pews DURING the service,
and palm prints on your face.

Silence is:
reaching,
trying,
touching...
and still living -
afterwards.

Chris

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"A Love All My Own..."

I wonder if...
you could handle
being -
Loved... with a Capitol L
wanted
desired
taken - fully and with TOTAL intent
being kissed just because
being kissed every WHERE that you have
  and every WHEN that I could.

I wonder if...
you can understand
that
I DO understand
every word I have just said
thought
or could even imagine...
and meant every one.

Chris

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"Blink Of An Eye..."

Sitting in the car...
so much        silence -
  counting yesterdays as they pass
    behind-my-eyes
one by one
  lil signs...   all the lil signs ~
    so very, very many
  marking
    separating       places I've been
    the places that aren't -
         aren't places anymore
           not even for me
    just the daymares echoing
    the nightdreams.

All the 'froms' -
    madness and pain...
    silly stupid little hopes
    tear-full smiles
sin-full wishes made on broken lives.

Smiles even god no longer remembers -
and yet I never forget...
  innocence always ~ and ever always taken away.

The silence continues -
Cheshire smiles
Raindrops leaving their salty trails
  on heartpanes
  'til the mind is no longer retained -
  just restrained...
  so much
  so very much ever held
  within
  til looking back
  I can no longer see
  the front - the wheres I go...
  Now tis just,
  just the wheres I've been.

Just sitting
  in the car
  again...
Going nowhere
  and nowhere -
  every where
  yet again.

Chris

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