TheNort

2010-02-03T03:11:00.000-08:00

So I met you today, well about a month ago. I met you in a restaurant and then I let you go. Into my dreams, it always seems... I saw you again, we talked tonight. I didn't ask the question it wasn't right. I laughed because you made me. I smiled because I loved the one gave. I left it on the table in the back room, too scared again. Your hair was perfect but I'm not worth it. I hope we'll talk soon my friend.

2010-01-10T03:55:00.001-08:00

Persistence of longing brings only shaded tears. Another lonely wanting. Another slumbered year. The time spent and made useless in our minds. Great ideas without meanings. Another jaded line. Far between the days and nights of looking at the past. Too many hopes are broken before they come to pass. Resonance of Tuesday on Sundays wall. We never gave much hope too it ever working at all.

2010-01-08T23:27:00.000-08:00

I almost had a heart attack the first time that I peered into your eyes. Flaming hearts bound unbridled imaginations. Only God could create the symphony to adore you. No intrepid intimidation. Yet this is all I have. Little clouded words. Nothing that makes scene. Nothing for what your worth. (To me.) I could never sing. Anything. Anything well enough. I can't spell well enough. Trembled oh too many times. Thinking of the proper words to let you know just what I mean. Everything I've seen. Waiting for the upside once seen inside of me. Trials and procrastination overladen with words never seen. Too many times, too few times, and one time more. I'm unsure. Another lonely symphony. Not from God just made by me. A little too short. Such a bore. A little too loud. Thrown to the floor. I will start again tomorrow like never before. Probably won't like that one either. Stop awhile. Fake the smile. Pretend I a believer. I'll just stick to dreaming.

2010-01-06T16:21:00.000-08:00

Knocking on the door but you are not home. Waiting with a smile. Waiting hear alone. I have had a stand off. Grasping all my fears. Waiting for your wanting. Wishing you were here. The walls all green and purple in this lonely hall. Comforting but lonely damn I missed your call. I wait you take a minute I'm not finished. Conspire, we're not wired. I miss you and hope you do too.

2010-01-06T16:12:00.001-08:00

2010-01-06T16:05:00.001-08:00

Inhale, the only breath I need is yours. Sleeping in too late. I can't sleep at all. Admiring your face. Thinking of your laugh. Another wasted Sunday. It's not a waste. The curve of your back under faded T-shirt. How your sweatpants look. The way you look to me. Thinking about bacon, eggs, and pancakes. 2 O'clock recluse. I will surely take. I wait for now admiring your smile. Waiting till we wake. Your my dream.

2010-01-06T16:04:00.001-08:00

I haven't seen you in some time. I almost forgot the crinkle by your nose when you smile. The squint when it happens. The smile that is. I wish to catch your breath as you speak. I love the little moments we have and dream of old as we figure it out. You'll be gone soon I imagine. That's how it happens. If only I could... tell you hello. We could have a chance to sing poorly with the radio. And we would be Rockstars...

2010-01-06T16:03:00.000-08:00

Another writes to say not today. I afraid to say that I may bath in the last light before night. All the plight and righteous anties. It's not right believe when everything is written on your sleeve. The trees tremble but I'm not able. To bust it out like April. So I lie and fidget waiting' for your didget. Too late, no more, you must be a flibbertigibbet.

2010-01-06T16:02:00.002-08:00

It waits a moment. It comes to me. It's callming. It chills. The wait. It adds. It almost thrills. It breeds. It dies. It sometimes breeds the lies. It's a harpsichord. It dreams at night. It almost gulps. It lends to life. It's only a second, a dream away. A whisper of waiting. It's also fades. It feels so good. It runs... away. The Trinity spouts that it's okay. I never dream of battles and I wish for none...

2010-01-06T16:02:00.001-08:00

I have felt a lift off my shoulder. Well for that it's over. I mentioned peace and I know how it works. Anytime I feel comfortable it's twisted and jerked. I have a great amount of fear. I can never feel secure. Every time I feel calm and sustained it comes down to her. The days are stolen but I would give them twice to... allow a moment once okay I am greedy twice.

2010-01-06T16:00:00.000-08:00

Keep your nose in the air instead of in my business can I get witness? Your eyes are going cold and lies running thin, running out of cheap tricks? Tell me where your mind is at walking tall and strutting yet you're nothing but an alley cat. Power only rains when there's life in you lungs so how you gonna spend your li...fe breathing? Trouble making concerns with a hint middle school scheming? Keep dreaming, fool.

2009-12-28T13:33:00.001-08:00

Floating on the breeze as a seed from the cottonwood tree. Happily drifting through the light of day. Through the fine lines in the air that can sometimes be seen when you look really close during the quiet moments. On and on, happily drifting away.

2009-12-27T02:28:00.001-08:00

Dreams drift down as deadlines come up. So hard to compensate business with pleasure. Regardless of wants, needs implicate themselves so much that we sometimes forget what was desired in the first place. Born again life and all that remains is what I originally wanted yet now cannot remember. Feeling like the crumbs of toast that appear on the stick of margarine sometimes.

2009-12-22T03:18:00.000-08:00

I long for the moment when time stops and all that can be heard is the beating of your heart. Your exhale, the words that ride on a single breath. As you turn and smile a frozen frame remains in my mind though I can barely look at you when you do it. Angels would blush at the sight.

2009-11-22T19:43:00.001-08:00

Her name is Emma. That is short for Emily. She sits out at the truck stop and makes 50 bucks a week. The tears are a monopoly of everything she rakes. A true and little glance is all that she can fake. Oh gotta go, gotta go today. Another pool another swim to take it all away. Oh gotta go right now. Flush it all away. reach through the clouds and make a better day. Oh Emma, I hope you find your cowboy and ride off in the race. to that greater place.

2009-11-20T20:09:00.000-08:00

Sometimes we all need to have a little Marvin in our lives. If you don't know what I mean ask about him.

2009-11-20T19:25:00.001-08:00

A steamroller dressed in white, what can it mean? Translucent yet it seems real. Portions seem that of malice, portions of salvation. The divine grace of unknowing ignorance surrounds every soul. A horde of fears, still the last motion of a warm embrace. Circle spinning through the mist in the summer rains. Swimming down to find what we would like to hold. The only treasures a heart can know. Sorry I’ve been away, I haven’t had the time…

2009-11-11T07:27:00.000-08:00

Far more than you ask from me are all the things I want to be. I have a plate on the table that is glistening yet the food is slop. Not the kind you deserve. Not the Chicken Cordon Bleu, not the Linguine Alfredo, hell not even a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich. I wish I could find the moment to make a nice plate of Ranch Dijon Chicken on Angel Hair Pasta. Yes that would do. That would be wonderful. Not so much the meal but looking in your eyes and hearing you laugh as we talk about things that don't matter to anyone else.

2009-11-06T21:13:00.003-08:00

Perhaps the days don't come and go. Perhaps it's what is left in my soul. The rocks that I sleep on may be feathers. I have felt them that way. Pourous roofs are only calming in the summer when it is so hot you pray to sweat. Good day work of wet. Alittle less of greedious pray. That way you know there was water yesterday.

2009-11-06T21:13:00.001-08:00

The sweet words, profound upon your voice. I'm drawn near and I have a choice. Never again, your voice draws me close. A word that is condiseding reminds me of how I aml so low.

2009-11-06T21:12:00.003-08:00

2009-11-06T21:12:00.001-08:00

It's always the awkward moment of silence. Pondering if my reach was right. The downfall before she says no. The moment she says yes though. The moment that's been sent and now culminates with an astounding idea. Now what? The dreams I've had, my life so sad. Another breaking point? The dreams are those of candy canes ...and open intentions. God let me know what you want tonight... a new life intervention?

2009-11-06T17:51:00.000-08:00

I don't think I've ever heard you speak other than whispers on Angel’s wings. But your eyes bring images of different things. Are you the lustful vixen or butterfly? I see pure smiles yet invitation in your eye. Should I take the chance? No, I’m too awkward at first glance. The right to know you is special in my mind. I will wait for the right time. The last three years haven't been quite long enough.

2009-11-05T05:28:00.000-08:00

November 4, 2009

The leaves have caught my attention lately. The hues of orange, red and purple. The changing seasons and a the different reasons for lack of conversation. Can I make a reservation? One change to sit in a park and hear you speak? The words as they flow your laugh tough I don't know. It makes me smile you know. I can only imagine your smile and the way your eye lashes meet when you giggle a bit. rendered only to a dream and a wish. I hope tonight I dream again...