POETRY: SHE IS MY MATE, SHE IS MY SOUL

I think back in time to when we were just kids
Playing childish games and throwing our fits.
I was always the one to push you around
Then mom or dad would come in, and lay the law down.

Our parents always taught us the good from the bad
And to keep up the faith when hard times made us sad.
We look back now at the things we did wrong
The mistakes we made then, that have now made us strong.

It just doesn't seem like it was so long ago
All the knock-knock jokes and "I told you so's".
We're still kids at heart, but we are now fully grown.

I don't look at you the same as I did in those days
We're not children anymore with our spiteful ways.
We are there for each other when life gets real tough
Knowing what respect means and understading the word "love".

The tables have turned and I look up to you now
You're not a little kid anymore, you're my inspiration somehow.
I know I love you more than I did way back then
And though you may be my sister, you are now my best friend.

2

we enter and exit our dreams,
like the tide touching sand on the shore.
whetting our appetite for each other's love,
wanting to taste more.

"have I lost my mind," I said,
checking the mirror that was my soul,
but the only answer returned was
'seek that which is your goal'.

I knew before the question was asked
that she was my answer, and then
I exited my fitful sleep
and entered her paradise again.

3

Two hearts beating alone,
Each one, beating on their own.
Then from the distance
Both hearts walked the path of least resistance.

Taking a different trail,
Wondering where they would go
And to their surprise and avail,
They saw each other, now they know.

These two hearts may stand alone,
But now they no longer beat on their own.
They share their hopes and dreams and fantasies,
They believe they can conquer all the open seas.

Together they walk,
On the same path, sharing their love 
They have a friendship, they always will talk,
They believe in the spirit above.

When you listen to your heart,
You will find love even though you may be apart.
So listen my heart, please lead the way,
For I found my other half the other day.

So now I don't need to beat alone, 
For my heart is no longer a half but a whole
Because this other half has shown
That she is my mate, she is my soul.

4

I am terrified to death,
So scared to let you see
All of these weaknesses
Inside of me.

If I ever opened up,
Would you even care?
Or would you turn and walk away,
And leave me standing there?

I am overcome with all these emotions,
I don't even know where to start.
They are tearing up my insides,
And ripping me apart.

There are so many things I feel, 
And I really want you to know,
But most of these things I can't reveal,
Because I'm scared to let them show.

5

In this world of feathers and stones we find ourselves
surrounded and at odds at every turn.
We fall in Love and embrace each other while others throw stones.
Those who have never felt love as true and as soft as a feather 
will never know how love and scorn can hurt.
We wake each day with dreadful thoughts, 
for we are not at home but must endure the stones.
The turmoil I feel not being by her side to protect her from these stones
causes madness to run through my veins.

In this world of feathers and stones, 
there must be a place for ones such as we,
protected from the stones and covered by feathers.
If I could, I'd build a wall of feathers 
to protect her from the stones of scorn.
Her beauty runs deep; I can see her in my mind, protected 
by these feathers, her eyes alive with her love for me.
If I could, I would gladly take all the stones upon myself, knowing 
that with each stone, she is safe from the pain of others.

I ask myself each night as I lie awake and alone, 
what have we done to deserve these stones?
How can love be such a hateful stone.
The agony of understanding feathers and stones is ours and ours alone. 
So I dream of her and gather feathers. 
Her beauty and our love will endure,
regardless of these stones.

6

Saturday Morning
Laying in your arms
The warmth so alluring
My heart is charmed

Saturday Morning
Your hands caress my flesh
You, I am longing
With you, I am blessed

Saturday Morning
My eyes fill you
Apart of me belonging
To the heart I always knew

7

Woke up this morning 
in someone else's eyes
a deep and brooding soul
lost in heavy and expecting sighs
that wrap me in soft arms.

There is no rest in the nights
sounds tap 

tap... tap

a tune 
on my mind 
and in my sight
comes the memory of you walking closer 

tripping 

fast heart beats
louder and clearer in this thing
that traps me with its heat

a past, strangling the future as your

whispers torture me endlessly
let it fall over me and away
please let it finally see
that it's ended 
and long past.

Wish anything meant something
but as daylight washes away the night
there it is again 

nothing

passing over my skin as it settles 
into my blood and bone 
where it began

waiting for it to end.



8

Lust or Love is something people seem to have backwards.
There is a big difference between the two subjects.
Lust is an inner sexual feeling 
everyone encounters throughout their entire life.
Lust is also a feeling 
which seems to last for a couple of minutes or more.
It seems to be a temporary incident 
that happens on purpose to either individuals.
Now love, on the other hand, comes deep from within your heart.
It is also a feeling that dosen't last a couple of minutes,or secounds.
It can last a lifetime of constant passion and fulfillment 
of happiness it has to offer.
So make the right choise out of the two.

9

A Man and a Woman; 
both torn in between the cracks of compassion
Two Souls 
combined in a universe of faltering emotions.
The Woman, 
with no question, nor uncertainty of what she tastes.
The Man, 
who builds up confusion as a wall, turns his head the other way.
The Woman, 
brought into a world where her senses are consumed by love.
The Man, 
who may never want to venture a good thing,
And fails to face 
what the woman really wants and craves.
If he allows her to enter his world, 
he allows her to love him unconditionally...
The woman, 
in awe of his existence alone, but heart broken,
For she has already entered that world, 
and cannot turn back.
Frustration soaks up inside of her, 
only to bring disillusion.

Two Souls 
combined in an eternally powerful relationship...

One, a Woman, 
who gives her heart in despair, because she fears his loss,
Scared she will loose his spirit, 
his heart, his insight, his totality
To something he is not sure of, 
or does not crave as much as she does.

Another, a Man, 
who might have given up on what could have been true love,
But has not given up 
on what is and always will be a secure friendship.
Grateful to have met such a unique woman, 
but blinded to what she desires.

And so, in the end...
Two Souls 
are combined and tied in a sturdy, never-ending friendship...
But soon, passion is bound to creep out from it's hiding place, 
and bound to find a way
Into the combined souls of the Man and the Woman, 
never to disappear and always to remain a part of them. 
Destiny has chosen them to meet, 
but they must choose what path to take, 
And that path will impact them both for eternity..

10

The night beckoned me to wake the fire inside
When a distant soul summoned my heart to beat
To the rhythm of a whisper so beautiful, so complete
It ablazed the crimson ember deep within,
Caressing two tainted souls that begged to be forgiven,
Connecting two far souls that longed to be side by side.