Before I Die

I want to live like I'm running from yesterday but not worried about tomorrow. Live as if a rainbow shows up everyday before the stars come out to play.

I want to love like my next breath is dependent upon my lovers smile. The smile in the eyes that says the loves the same. A kind love gentle enough to hold and sweet enough to taste. To taste even when the air is bitter and the moon is hidden.

I want to roam the earth looking for the lost treasures. Lost because their beauty has been overlooked. Not the obvious sunrise in the morning but when it goes to bed and the moon takes his turn over the Mediterranean Sea shining on the black waters.

To pick the fruit off the trees and drink the water from the stream. To ride and feel the wind as the road of worries disappears in the distance while I reach over the horizon to touch the sun.

If I Was Hungry I Wouldn't Tell You

The bite of the cold air is equal to the hole in my stomach.
The inside structure threatens to cave in at any moment.
Only buried determination allows me to stand.
Stand face to face against the howl of the wind.
Mocking me with each step.
But the memory of the warm sun reigns.