Fairy Tale Princess Love

Her smile shines like a chandelier, casting the room in extravagant illumination
She waltzes from her table with a grace that makes even the most classed of women jealous
Her beauty shines brighter then all other in the room but she is too insecure to know how gorgeous she is
Her eyes burn with a fire so deep that only a glance into her soul will melt your heart

My world is at a loss for words when trying to attempt what I call conversation
And she smiles and indulges me for long enough to know that this is more the her being polite
It is a mystery beyond my comprehension, why she stands to hold me in her court
Beauty and the beast. Only instead of of the beast, I'm a bumbling artist of no concern to her or the rest of the world
Yet she has treated my like royalty, like someone who belongs to be a part of her world of fine living
She has found something inside of my broken down exterior to latch unto and to love

My exit goes unnoticed by all but one, the fairly tale princess
I wander away in a world all my own, my mind racing and excited for the chance I had with her
When from behind she grabs me by the shoulders and spins me around
For a moment stretching towards forever our eyes search the others for a sign
And then we kiss a kiss of passion so untamed that I hear fireworks in the background
Then she turns back and disappears into the dark...
And I'm left to wonder if we'll ever meet again, my fairy tale princess love

It rained all month... And the it was Spring

When pen and paper kiss their love creates the most beautiful sonnet, waiting to be read by you or I
Music flows off the page and into the hearts of those who hear
And I stand back and look at the world around me
I take you by the arm and we run through the fields together
I ask for your hand in marriage, to spend my life with you
You said maybe like a song, but maybe is a song with a lot chords and no melody
You walked back into town and lay quietly alone
The world's greatest artist were all tortured soul. Painfully brilliant until they day they died
And I am an unknown poet without a song on my lips
The words have been choked by the hand of evil, hoping that beauty will lose ground to the ache within my soul
Stand firm on the waves of the ocean that is life
For hopelessness will eventually give ground to bright blue skies

The Poet's Death

I am but a frail exterior of everything you've dreamed for me. I have wasted this life you have bestowed to me. I write but a fragment of the words you lay in my mind. A million lines of beautiful poetry lay dead at the bottom of the ocean that is my heart. I breathe without love, a sin for which I should've died long years ago. My hands create hate, while my heart is a murderer. All the good you've destined for me, and yet my words fall short night after night. My once clean slate has filled with evil intentions and lustful desires. But grace has fallen like a spring time rain, and I have bathed till my canvas was blank again, only to fall back into the mud that has plagued me for far too long. I know that you'll continue to forget the heartache that I cause time and time again. My heart is broken open with the continual pain of grief that comprises my daily existence. I stand alone, waiting for the briefest sense of peace to come and still my heart. Praying that the love of God would somehow penetrate my hardened heart.

Sunrise Grace

I strike a match, a final chord
And say rejoice to you my Lord
The noon day sun spreads arms out wide
To worship you, it's life giving friend
A song raised up, each day true
A story of your grace, forever new

A Letter to...

I fight fires that have yet to start
I find new ways of inventing the past
Mistakes mark every turn I take
But this glorious moment that's about to occur
Our own private fight club of theology and lead
I won't be taken to grave tonight


This self-serving attitude has got to end
I maintain my rights to live outside of your regulations
I will back down in the interest of harmony
But my unwillingness to argue doesn't give you victory

You can't control me

Moments in My Mind

Half my life is spent in moments of idle wonder
Staring out the window for a hint of your coming
Thoughts go back and forth to our magical moments
The world but a haze to the love we both share
A kiss that burns that sky and brings great cities to it's knees
A kiss shared between us races through my mind
Oh dear, you've put a spell on me that I can't break free of
My love for you grows stronger with each day that you're just a thought in my mind
Don't be a stranger my sweet lily pad, your presence here is welcome
Where we can share a lifetime in each other's embrace

The Song Remains The Same

The song plays on my stereo, over and over
With each resonating from the speaker, your face crosses my mind
Like a drug, I hit repeat and take another walk with you

This magic moment replays over in my mind
And I find myself longing for it more now then ever
Hoping these slow winter pass with speed
And spring ushers in your return.

Your hesitance at a return is a slow push on the bruise of my heart
A resistance I chalk up to a desire not to play God
But I still dream for the warm summer months
Barefoot walks on the beach holding your hand

So I sit by the fire with coffee in hand
Listening to this song, and dream of being your man

A Good Living

There's a line in the sand, drawn long ago for those to choose sides
Yet picking my side seems like a task far too hard for my frame of mind
I stand in front of a life so far from complete, the devil just grins at me
And seeing nothing stable in front of me, I cower in panic
Life is too big and too unpredictable and I'm left without direction
Praying all day and night for just the smallest hint from God
My faith seems to be coming undone but my faith is what's holding me together
Tears blind my eyes as I tussle with the life of unknowing
Mistakes I've made and steps I never took, line the halls like dark shadows
Too much grief fills me and the excitement of months prior is all but forgotten
Shouts to heaven seem like the futile act of repeating what's been said over and over
My very words revealing what little faith I have
God help me

Love Story

Sometimes my words aren't even close
To describing to you the passion in my heart
I miss you doesn't even come to close
To how this distance feels to me
There's an ocean between us
Yet you're standing right next to me
I take your hand, cherishing this moment
Knowing that despite all I want, you're still not mine
I could say I love you a million times
And still not come close to expressing my heart for you
I hate this waiting game that we must play
Yet if in the end it gets me to you then I'll go along
But I know that I hate not being with you
And I can't wait for our days together

A kiss that lasts forever

A simple gestured shared between us two
My lips pass sweetly onto yours
An instant so tender, so surreal
And in that moment, I knew one day we'd wed.
My only hope is that you felt it to
That our lives would forever be intertwined
Vision of days spent with you now filled my head
Wanting nothing more then to close this awkward distance between us
Do you feel it too?

Lipstick Makes for the Best Autograph

She wrote her name in big block letters like some good times glorious whore on a bathroom stall wall
She walked slowly towards me, her pink lipstick staining a napkin with her number
Her perfume is cheap and offends my five sense as I slowly take her in.
She smiles with cheap, heartless eyes, that speak of a deep longing for something more then the cheap thrill she's offering tonight.
Her words fall like a discordant melody, unpleasant to my ear
She orders another drink, looking an inkling of interest the ceases to cross my face
With no sign of hope in me she moves down the bar, to next possible love
My face a fast fading picture, just another of the many gone before

Reach For The Stars

We're making the most of each day we wake up
Taking time to dance in the sunshine
We are making new paths, breaking new ground
Moving forward and not looking behind us
Life is moving far to fast for us to just sit and watch it fly by
Today is a new day, a fresh start, Yesterday is old new
We have committed to something more the ourselves
To outshine our wildest imaginations
We are stepping out and marching on
We are reaching for the fucking stars

The River of Tears

I could build I river with the tears I've cried and drown myself straight to Jesus
I'd peacefully up the stairway to heaven and meet my maker where the streets are paved with gold
All the pain falling slowly behind as I move to eternity with God
And say goodbye to this world that's treated me poorly for far too long

But God if there's more then let me find beauty in the things that have brought me pain

Canvas Earth

I want to see beauty in everything
To turn tragedy into a happy ending
I want to run around in a grassy field
Fall down and just enjoy the sunlight on my face
Where flowers grow without shame of size or shape
They feel no need to fret about my passing trampling feet
I want to see all creation as something special
The world to spin as some beautiful painting
The painters canvas all around
And yet unnoticed daily by all
The great work of art ever created
Lost to a mass of busy followers
None taking the time to run through the field of flowers
Or stopping just to observe the marvelous beauty all around

The Ocean Plays A Love Song

The moon slowly over the river as we walked along it's sandy shore
Hand in hand, so in love. There wasn't anything else in the world I could ask for
The sound of the ocean our late night serenade
Distant seagulls call out to our little parade
We sit for long hours, just staring at the warm nights moon
A moment shared between lovers, a moment cemented in time
Your head on in my chest, my arm around your shoulder
No words needed as we enjoy each other

I sing a song of love at night
No ears to hear, my praises die
The audience wants more then I can give
Their polite applause offends my sin
I leave the stage and head for the bar
A night routine without a cause
My faith is tired from lack of heart
I've let you down again this night

Late Night Prayers

A mask of happiness covers her pain
She's lying to herself at night
Hoping for a glimmer of peace
That comes with each nights ever so brief sleep
Her mind is racing to and fro
Trying to wrap her head around thoughts of God
She wants to believe, wants to give in
But how can he love a mess of a girl like her
She whispers up a prayer as she closes her eyes
Hoping tomorrow will bring deliverance

The Sailor's Funeral

There's a breeze in the air, a hint of sadness on the winds as they pass by
A momentary song carried on the air, sung by those lost at sea
No witness to their tragedy, the sailors have all moved on
Their souls ascend to heaven, forever to be with God

Your First Name, My Last

There are pages in my notebook where your pen has touched
Little notes you left for me, about the love we shared
I could rip out the memory of words you said to me
But your hand writing is the only thing left of you in my apartment

Missed Motion

There's a door of escape just outside these black walls
Screaming souls of the half dead cry for God to spend them straight to hell
An example of love shines through darkness and blinds the masses
So they all miss a chance to find your grace and redeeming love
Like sheep we keep on walking, right into the flame
All the while we miss the one who holds the keys to save