Up

Its time to go up.
Up and away.
Its time to let go,
Hopefully.
That tomorrow will bring a new day.
Full of promise and opportunity
And life will release me from its burdensome negativity.

Its time to go up.
To alleviate the anxiety building up.
The chance to give thanks for all this love.
The reason why I still use my hands and rub
These bodies down and insinuate something like love.

Its time to go up.
To close my eyes and share with you a piece
Of a heart and mind that sometimes feels like me
And other times is possessed by experience
or fear or another time.
Either way its all mine
And I couldn't blame you for it.

Cuz we are going up.

There is that chance that we could hurt each other.
I could take a moment and ask another
But it doesn't mean I'll avoid pain, my lover.
Instead we could sit with memories.
Propel you and I into our realm
Soaking up the sun in each other's atmosphere.
Taking time to fly.

UP, UP and AWAY.
I want to go Up!

That thing (I can't name)

In hunger we search for that thing,
To satiate our understandings.
Most times our understandings are wrong,
So we keep wanting.

In passion we long for that thing,
To climb mountains
And arrive at mountain tops.
We could never really stay there even though we toil so hard for those feelings. Accomplishment.

In motive we want for that thing,
The honesty we avoid sometimes so we can justifiably walk a certain way.
The loving of the insignificance so we no longer have to face certain kinds deception,
Instead we wait until it all sounds true.

But what trumps all desire,
What makes you and me and the sunrise such a reality,
Is the moment we stop wanting, stop begging, stop reaching...and be still.
Like a tower, like a tree, like a mountain, like a building, like a jewel. Like concrete!

It plain old hurts to lose so why not give the universe a chance to give you, you.
In all your glory.
Shiny and comfortable and meant to be.

Yeah.