and so i live

and so i live, live on

until that day no more

when breath no longer

feeds my soul

and the touch of love

no longer titillates my skin

until then, kiss these lips

hold my hand

walk along beside me

listen to the wind

see the ripples fold

underneath the spring

my ears shall hear the timbre

of notes played by grand masters

mine eyes to capture the souls

and hearts of words on writ

by Sophocles and Shakespeare

once again, to this, i note

until my feet no longer walk

or my ears not hear the breeze's song,

the waft of your hair i no longer can smell,

your azure eyes i can no longer see or

words from my heart no longer speak

until then i shall live, live on

with no regret 

sun shadow

in a cavern of my mind where roots of wisdom are born

gathers a surfeit of memories of when youth held

my hand tightly and my glass of juice was immortality

every moment was deplete of life’s trepidations  

and there was joy in the freedom of the wind that

filled my lungs as i would run like a deer in its meadow

and the angst of life had not yet laid its heavy arm upon

my shoulders

in this journey walking a step in step with me, t’was

a void in absence of a father's love, an anguishing was

awaiting to touch my soul as my life was assembling

and that emptiness of unrequited love lay dormant

in a chamber of my heart, later to evince like a shadow

cast by the lonely pearl of night but, for now, little was 

known of this, for it was never known

the most i ask and least of life, as Diogenes asked of Alexander:

not to stand in the way of the sun