Need

I need you...
I need you...God.
I need you...God...To be Real.

Preemptive

The tenets of life are time and truth/ beauty and love.
Principles etched on a face/ a smile that goes before/ your body and prepares the way.
A simple invitation that says, "I'm trustworthy."
I stand alone but not always lonely/ This room is vast
but the body emanates truth/ lips locked in a passionate embrace with life.
I want to embody all this/ to share my breath with yours--oh world---before it's too late.
Before the misunderstandings of this world lure you down/ lure me down/ long before i am forced to take your painted sky blue lips in a one-sided assist.
I will do this for you, friend/ if it comes to this moment.
but if I have a choice,
and I do.
I'd rather live now while we both still have love to give.
love is.
the great preemptive.

Mobile

Suspend this overwhelming reality above my head.
With invisible thread, attach my worries to a makeshift mobile and hang them out to fly.
Mesmerize me like an infant child.
For a moment, a pause and a breath in.
One breath leads to another as the music begins.
The music of this suspended reality.
Draw me in.
Lay me down.
Close my eyes so I can see.
My cares slowly whirling round and round.
Better for worries to be put on display than to hide all day in the mobile of the mind,
mixing me to dizziness.