love
passion flame
desire
oh but to encounter one
who shares the same
desires to live life beyond the ordinary

the path I chose to walk
is the only one I can walk
to walk another only ends
in feeling numb inside
silenced by the spirit
worn weak from raging
I cannot live tearing
my spirit from body
to fuse all is the only way
I sleep at night

but this spirit
isnt seduced
by beauty money power fame riches
kings queens actors stars
they try and I feel them
and when it feels as if I would
just feel alone with everything
in the world like a prisoner
in a castle full of riches sex and everything
most people would live and die for
I know I would never be happy there
I would just end up feeling lonely

I don't need to touch you
to feel you or even be
near you once my heart
is in synch with another
I can feel them across the ocean
across all time as if they become
part of me

Many can't feel me or feel themselves
lost in the noise
of all the pretty lights
blinded by all the screaming
demands of life
unaware of the sea
that drags us along
unless we learn
how to feel it
see it
steer a boat on top of it
rather then being torn away from ourselves
by the current

tragic
so pretty
they have so much
they are the poster perfect other half
sometimes people tell me
you'll end up alone

but if I am not connected
to a soul
I am already alone

I do not want this shallow thing
some call love
I do not need this to make me feel
I am worth something
I only want to share time and space
with another
Who when time and space is shared
it inspires expands
It becomes yet another teacher
and through what we share
we grow together or
apart but we are evolving all the same

I do not want to satisfy this hunger
with food which will only leave me starving
while too full to breathe

I would rather be alone
But empty
and silent
for at least then
spirit can still
flow through me

To close off the doors
behind the walls of a castle
built out of distractions and noise
is just a suicide waiting to happen
to live dead is not to live
so I enjoy all things

but am a prisoner to nothing

not even love

the burning flame
burns on without or without
anyone to share it with
with or without any one
to grow with
with or without anyone
in my bed or wrapped around
my naked body in sweat and tears
the passion will only die within me

if i kill my spirit
in hopes of
finding love

there is no finding love
it is always here
burning inside of me

there is only sharing that flame
maybe for a moment
maybe for a lifetime
maybe in poems
maybe in love
maybe in kisses
maybe through skin
but its not outside of me
all i can do is share it
i can never find it