These Words

These words say everything
Boiled down to its essence
These words say nothing
Scummy leavings in the bottom of a pan
These words are outrageous
Read through the filter of the Bazaar
These words are joyous
Carried by the voices of the Sunday choir
These words float on the breeze
Sweet scents on butterfly wings
These words hold your hand
Warm solace in the deep deep night
These words are ephemeral
Catch them quick before they’re gone
These words are matter of fact
Listen if you want to hear the truth
These words cost me everything
You may have them for a song

— GLB

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antici…

I beat out these words
Before they were ready to speak
I pushed the present as far
As it would reach

Before pulling on the past slack
Trying to force time to run faster
Trying to reach for your hand
That isn’t there yet

I am confident enough
To reach anyway
To lean in for an invisible kiss
Wetting my lips
Praying they will not dry
Or miss my future, past,
Present…
It is here,
But,
Let me pause this moment…

— GLB

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

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