My Hand

My hand was open to you
Asking you to go my way
Neither of us following

Knowing we were equal

My hand was open to you
Not to strike, but caress
Tracing the lines and angles

I have grown to know

My hand was open to you
And a quiet word escaped my lips
Asking you to take it from me

A forever promise

My hand was open to you
You took it and held it and kissed it
Rubbed it across your cheek

Collecting tears, and bringing smiles

My hand was open to you

In more ways than I can count

My hand is open to you

Now, and forever more

–GLB
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grinding on

grinding on
roll the window down
the dusty rocky road
heads down to nowhere
no sacrifice is enough
present future past
the blurry non-event
pulls coat tails

tries to stabilize

grinding on
the window slides up
blocks out the world
pull up
pull in
ignore
past future present
the event
happens

in solitude

grinding on
the vacant sky
wiped clean
by the metropolis
a cacophony of light
sacrificing sight
taste the exotic dark
free sliding
through the cracked window
waiting for derision
to fade

 

— GLB

Soar

Soar through me
Behind me
Beneath me
Be me
So I can steal
You away
Take you to
A place where the
Wind is constant
We’ll be free
To ride the waves
With each other,
Rising and diving
Will be our religion
We will worship
In each other’s eyes
Burn for the kiss
Suffer nothing
Be everything
To each other
For each other
With each other

— GLB