some thought he was a fool
for remaining so sanguine
as his world collapsed
around him
but it was easy for him
to rise up from the ashes
for
whenever he closed his eyes
he thought of you
she pops up
every once in a while
as if
all was forgiven
but those scars run deeper
deeper even
than the nights
that birthed them
& instead forgiveness
all I offer her
is the survival
of the child
its magic of course
the way her touch
has brushed away
my scars
or how her kiss
has reminded me
not only of youth
but of those dreams
I once thought
forgotten
time passes
& she is no longer
the little girl crying daddy
& I am no longer
as young
as my yesterdays
the roles are reversed
age has finally broken me
& there she is
taking care of me
instead of living
a life of her own
& silently
I cry
sure
love burns
sometimes scars
but dang
that fire does more
than consume the heart
it frees the soul
The problem
he thought
was the mirror
it only saw
what the eyes saw
& never
the beauty
hidden within
she was all
chocolate & lust
wrapped in package
that would make
Madonna blush
and better still
she reminds me
passion is fat free
if you do it
just right
it was as if
I had kissed
the divine
& in that moment
found her truth
the secrets behind
her broken smiles
the shadows
of her tears
I had discovered
the goddess
for she made me holy
that night
I have become
her sacrificial lamb
offering up
not just my dreams
& my tomorrows
for a night
of her passion
her desires
but the promise
that come the dawn
my shadow
will still whisper
her name
I was empty then
as empty
as moonless night
where
the only sign
of life
was the wind
calling your name
but all I could hear
were the tears
I had long
denied