You Are

You are, to me, words that don't exist
You are, to me, nothing less
I am, with you, all that I can be
I am, with you, at my best

If I Could

If I could, I would stretch my arms across the ocean and reach out and touch your face
If I could, I would seek out every ache in your heart and find how to take them away
If I could, I would make time skip a thousand days, so you know I'll still be by your side
If I could, I would do all the things that make your heart and soul come alive.

I cannot do any of these things, my dear. Those powers are not within me.
Only time can test us and see where truth lies, and what's meant to be destiny.
Time is a journey we'll travel together, a voyage for two on this sea.
God limits our powers so we may cherish these moments, and to prove what we have's meant to be.

Bones

*originally written as a song, I felt it found a better home as a poem*

How do I do the things I do?
Wish I could learn to think things through.
I get my eyes focused on you.
Then I can’t think straight.

You strip the pride right from my skin.
Inch to the inch ‘til bone gives in.
Then the curiosity within.
Begs you to go deeper.

Hate you when I become this thing.
A monster greedy from the sting.
Love you when I should start to leave.
and work my way in closer.

Burn pages from this book we claim.
And when the ashes start to rain.
Our words will always seize the day.
No one can ever take them

The Warming Steel Heart

Am I only feeling what I want to feel,
or is this feeling real?
What power must a woman hold,
to melt this heart of steel?

The very man I thought I was,
has shed his so-called perfect skin
only to reveal, beneath the steel
that the real man was within.
Am I only feeling what I want to feel?
No I cannot speak it’s case.
Only true love can remove that shell
So it may nest it’s place.

So, come now love and make your home
I gladly welcome thee
I’ll gladly shed this skin of steel
And let the love fold me underneath