TOO MUCH TOO LATE

Too Much Too Late

We love too much

Usually in those moments of losing

The thing later to mean the most to us

The thing we took for granted

Never seeing the chasm opening there

Inside a soul that will never be whole again.

We love too much

When love is a one sided option

And friendly hands are no longing reaching

No longer receiving our hurried handshakes

Our "nice to see you, gotta run, catch you laters"

Those listening ears forever shut now to our self-centered lies.

We love too much

When sun is gone and falling rain

Accompanies us the rest of our days

How lonely is rain, we think

And mix it with our tears

As we walk through life, looking for what is no longer there.

We love too much

When memory stirs and we catch our breaths

At the thought of those gone

Their smiles, their laughter, the light in their eyes

Needing that light so badly now

In the darknesses of our despair.

(We love too much

When it's too late

But not enough, we find, till then

When it's too late, we realize

How much, how much we needed them.)

©by Voo

PILLOW TALK

Pillow Talk

We said our good-nights

And turned our backs

But the love refused to let us go

And slowly, without forethought,

We curled back into the form of one

Arms and legs entwined, so close

We could not then tell you from me

On the softness of the pillow's silk

We spoke in hushed lullabies

To one another's hearts

Feeling newly born like children

That have discovered 

Something magical,

Something enchanting

And cannot put it away and go to sleep.

Let's play some more............

©by Voo

April 18, 2017

8:22 p.m.

A THOUSAND WORDS

A Thousand Words

A thousand words

On twenty-five balled up pieces of paper later

I still have no idea how to say

What needs to be said

What should have been said

A hundred heartbreaks ago.

It 's just so hard

To find the words to properly convey

A tender farewell

A loving tone and a gentle goodbye

That will not wound

Someone already walking wounded.

I start and stop

Rewrite a refrain, revise an old rhyme

Throw in some honkey tonk lyrics

Soften it all with some bubblegum pop

And images of violins playing softly in the background.

I don't know why I bother

You would only sneer at the above stanza

It's heavy metal and anarchist beats you love

Punk rock so loud your eardrums bleed

And anything to do with pain. Especially mine.

See how my little hands shake?

I can hardly hold a pencil

I can barely see to write

My eyes are black, my soul is bruised

And I sit here trying not to hurt you.

If I could talk, I wouldn't

For that only makes you mad

Only makes you crazy..er than usual

When you walk through the door

Hell bent for hating and still needing love.

I don't know what happened to you

To make you be this way

To make you into a hollow man

But I've got to find a way to go

Before there's no me left.

I hear your footsteps now

Coming up the stairs

Hear you rehearsing new slurs

That you haven't used yet

Though their cold jagged points

 Have already hit home.

I hide the balls of paper

Underneath the bed

Throw the pencil into a drawer

Brush the tears from my cheeks

And turn up the corners of my mouth into a hideous smile

As you and your pain walk into the room.

A thousand words

Form in my brain

A thousand words stick on my tongue

I look at you and remember how you used to be

Before you let down your guard and took off your mask

You look so alone, so small and alone

But tomorrow, for sure, I'm writing that letter.

©by Voo

May 25, 08

1:58 a.m.

TIMING IS EVERYTHING

Timing is Everything

Silently, wordlessly.....

I walk behind you in the fog

And wait for you to pause

Long enough for me to catch up.

You stop and look furtively around

Jingling the coins in your pocket

And I see the frown you occasionally wear

When you think of me.

Seeing nothing in the mists,

You walk on, glancing up at the sky

And pulling the high coat collar

Tighter around your throat.

You stumble over a stone

And utter an undecipherable oath

That I can't quite hear

And it makes me smile.

"Where are you?!" you shout out loud

And kick the stone out into the darkness

"How much more must I endure?" you ask

And I recognize my moment and rush forward.

"I'm right here, mon cher." I whisper

And slip my cold hand into your pocket

And into the warmth of your fingers

As they grasp mine in fear and trembling.

You twirl underneath the dim street lamp

And clouds of fog circle around us and between us

You make motions to disperse the mist

And stand there in stark disbelief and indescribable joy.

"Is it you?" you ask, reaching to touch my face

"Is it really you?" "Tell me it's you and not a dream."

And I back away and look into those eyes

That I have dreamed of melting into for evermore and always.

"It's really me, love." I whisper softly

"Can a dream do this?" and I stroke your cheek with my finger tips

"And can a dream do that?" As I run my thumb over the outlines of your mouth

And leave it there upon your lips.

Time is suspended, stands still,

And we both wait to see if this is reality or fiction of the mind

Before we give in to the emotions that run rampant

Over, under, around and through us like mad things beyond control.

"There was a glitch in time." I say, 

"And I slipped through the veil when the time was right."

"Well, timing is everything." you murmur

And push a wayward curl behind my ear.

Somewhere in the distance 

A band begins to play in some elegant ballroom

And the music reaches our ears and swirls around us

And you bow and say, "May I have this dance, my Princess?"

I take your hand and the touch of it sends currents through me

Your arm around my back, and we waltz as if on clouds

I cannot take my eyes from yours as we melt into one another

Like warm honey spilling from an overturned bowl.

I hear you exhale and I exhale my own breath

Over your shoulder as my pulses run wild

Tighter you pull me and your grasp is like steel

Yet the pain is delicious because I know you are real.

to be continued.....................

  ©by Voo

 Dec 28, 2018   

2 days before my birthday

for the man that you are

Timing is Everything

If I Had You

THIS QUIET MOMENT

This Quiet Moment

The noise of life ebbs

As your whispered words 

Hold me sway

In the music of your heart

How my soul leaps

At the caress of your voice,

My skin burns

At the caress of your touch

Is this a dream

Or the fantasy a fevered mind conjures

From needing so much

And receiving so little?

There have been nights

In my waiting

That I could not bear the longing, 

Could not stand the needing.

When I thought I would go mad

Or lose myself in unsated desire

To catch a glimpse of the shadow 

Of your face.

I know you wait there

As I wait here

But the map that leads me to you

Is missing, is long lost, or gone forever.

How do I reach 

The ground you stand on,

The sphere you exist in,

The world you abide on?

I know not........

For there are oceans between us

And mountains before us

And treacheries around us.

Dark spells wrought to thwart me away from you

Webs of deceit to bind me from running

Chains of broken hearts to keep me from trusting

And yet, somehow I do. And yet, somehow I do. 

This astral meeting is all we have for now

This shadow kiss, this ethereal bliss

And it is so good. But not good enough

For hot red blood still flows through our veins.

In the chaos of the world, 

I can barely hear you

Can barely see your saddened face

Waiting in the lamplight at the gate.

 But there you are, my love!

Strong and sure and eager

To reach through mists of time

And touch the hand that enfolds yours 

Like a glove.

In this quiet moment

We have been granted by sheer will

And God's mercy

To meet in manifested love

Solid as a rock.

And maybe this moment

Won't last very long

And maybe it will last forever

Who is to say?

Maybe if I press my lips to yours

And never let go

When you fade into the shadows

I will go with you.

Or maybe you will stay with me

And become more than a vision,

But the man you are in my dreams

While we hold onto reality with all our souls.

Don't be afraid, you will never disappear

No matter how old you grow or how weak, your flesh

Somehow we will find a way to stay together

Love is a living thing

And it will find it's way............

Even my doubting heart believes that.

©By Voo

Dec 27, 2018

2:20 a.m.