Sonnettics

I know the stars are crossed and I’m a fool
who put his faith in fate, but I was wrong
You showed me that you love me, and the rule
of love, regardless of the stars is strong
enough to overcome the pain I feel,
enough to overcome my brush with death
Our love is not a fantasy; it’s real
“I love you” is the reason I have breath
I felt you when you waited by the door
I felt the words you used within your verse
I loved it when you said, “I love you more.”
I missed your heart, but know you missed me worse
My Juliet, I love you, I’ll become
your Romeo. You wait and I will come.

I haven’t had simplicity for years
I learned that my decisions twist and turn
And good or bad, each consequence appears
A complicated flame still has to burn
It still gives warmth and light in cold and dark
Simplicity is not the way to live
I know it’s not for me; I’ll fan the spark
into a flame.  There’s warmth I want to give
Come huddle near; I chose to burn for you
This consequence is good; I call it love
It isn’t simple, but, my love, it’s true
It isn’t tame; it’s not some cooing dove
Alas, my heart is not some simple coal
It burns with love, but won’t consume your soul.

What sleep contains the beauty of a dream
that wears the warmth and comfort of a kiss?
Can anything reveal the thoughts that seem
to hide within the wishes for such bliss?
The dream may be awakened by the touch
of her, within the dream; the dream is real
and she is more than beauty; she is much
the same as what I want, and what I feel
I need to hold her hand within my hand
Her head would be a pillow on my chest
What dream could make the universe expand
to fill the empty thoughts that I’ve expressed?
One dream of beauty, Annabelle, appears
Such sleep dispels all doubts, dispels all fears.

Alone is worst at night, when I can feel
her skin, and smell her hair, and hear her breath
I can’t imagine anything as real
as lying by her side; alone is death
Come put me in a grave, alone and cold
It’s just the same as how I feel today
I’m just a story no one ever told
Alone, I’m words that she will never say
It’s dark, and I remember when the light
revealed my lover’s beauty, like the dawn
By her, the world was golden, warm, and bright
But now I lie awake and she is gone
I feel my lover, soft within my heart
I hope she feels me too, when we’re apart.

Surreal was not the outcome that I sought
As fast as I had gone down hills before
That place on Oran Delphi road, I bought
my Gatorade or flew right past the store
Nobody ever turned in front of me
on Truxton Loop, the Cuylers stayed so tame
But when I rode the dubya and oh dee
I found a hill and then disaster came
I rode into an intersection, fast
A driver turned her car and hit my ride
To lay beside the road I wouldn’t last
They helicoptered me and then I died
They brought me back to life with magic art
They made me whole when I was torn apart.

She tells me that she loves me with her eyes
I still remember when she said it too
To look at her is always a surprise
Her beauty grows each time I get to view
the love within her eyes and I can feel
the love she holds for me within her heart
When everything is false, her love is real
When everything is right, I’ll get to start
a journey to her love, in her embrace
Her eyes, her heart, her arms, her love is there
and I’m too far away to kiss her face
I hope she knows I love her, and I care
to give my love to her while skin-to-skin
My love belongs to her to take within

I miss my boy, and all the things we’ve done
I still remember fishing at the lake
I’m proud; I feel I have the perfect son
Whatever life may bring, I won’t forsake
my boy.  I am so lucky I’m alive
I work so I’ll grow stronger every day
I plan to take him for a “bonding” drive
I’ll listen to each word he wants to say
I know he likes to build and he is smart
He plays piano and viola too
I know he likes to read and that his heart
stayed tender as his bones and muscles grew!
I want to fill his tender heart with love
And every day it’s him I’m thinking of.

Don’t wait for me in any race we run
I never want to slow you down at all
I’ll make it to the end when you are done
It doesn’t even matter if I fall.
Because of you, I’ll make myself get up
I want to see you at the finish line
Be waiting with the wine and with a cup
We’ll drink and then we’ll kiss and you’ll be mine!
I’ll tell you once again that I am proud
You’ll win the race and I will win as well
I finished good and strong and you allowed
my life to run its course, although I fell
But if you fell, I’d stop, ignore the race
No matter where you are, I know my place.

I died last Spring and this is what I think
Too many morons think they know what comes
Although they’ve never even seen the brink
They’ve never even heard the beating drums
The woman with no arms embraced my ghost
We stood up on a mount of snow and ice
Of all the people there, it seemed the most
persistent ones were clueless, dead, and nice.
I tried to jump, but I was told to stop
It wasn’t time for me to be below
I still had things to do there at the top
I knew that there were things I didn’t know
My death was just the end of life for me
This second life is mine; it’s clear and free.

Today I found a Crystal, pure and bright
She bears more facets than I knew could be
My Crystal can diffuse celestial light
in all the colors anyone can see
A diamond is forever, and I know
my Crystal is a diamond, and she’s worth
much more than any rock they find below
the beauty that exists upon the Earth
I’m fortunate, my Crystal to have found
I’ve never been as rich as I am now
I want to keep my Crystal close, around
my life.  I hope my Crystal shows me how.
I need my Crystal diamond, not for show
But for her many facets, this I know.