~Brother to Brother~
~when I look into your eyes I see~ ~a rewind/fast-forward reflection~ ~of two small boys~ ~standing before the forest of their lives~ ~breath of wind~ ~& they are blown~ ~hand in hand~ ~into a storm of years~
~there is a flurry~ ~of fists and lips & angry eyes~ ~tears, grief & separate joy~ ~as they pursue individual dreams~ ~chase money & women~ ~madness & music~ ~the mysteries of paths apart~ ~& alone~
~when the smoke of time clears~ ~there are two small boys~ ~wearing the faces~ ~of the men they have become~ ~their hands meet~ ~they embrace~ ~standing before~ ~the forest of their lives~ ~a fresh wind holds them~ ~whispering~
~blood is not brother~ ~yet no friend is like~ ~a brother of the blood~
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~Watercolor Mirror~
~delicate & impassioned~ ~trees in the ocean forest~ ~sway madly in the water wind~ ~long for a taste of the moon~
~fin winged creatures fly~ ~perform aqua aerobatics~ ~cling to a singular darting motion~ ~clouds in a liquid sky~
~some deep & forgiven~ ~dwell in a land of lesser angels~ ~whose sin was eyes~ ~& sea the less~
~this nature of lottery~ ~its thin needle of faith~ ~rewards the aggressor~ ~in a tangle-web of numbers~ ~the march of the heavens~ ~pulls hair from all trees~ ~excites an ebb & flow of blood~ ~in a sweep of timeless tide~
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~when the final dance is over~ ~I'll be holding up the wall~ ~with these eyes, a thousand candles~ ~years passing down the hall~ ~I see you in your soft gown~ ~wings of eternal lace~ ~in a pirouette never-ending~ ~your fall through the fingers of grace~
~when the last grave has been filled~ ~I will stand me aside with my spade~ ~bite down through layers of dust~ ~lost civilizations have made~ ~I will kiss your skin through a candle~ ~ashes and blood of your name~ ~with lips of ten thousand lovers~ ~godforsaken and soon to be slain~
~when the tide is a weeping of rivers~ ~flames, a face on the sand~ ~I will shed my garment, reveal~ ~at last and for once who I am~ ~Children, awake in the forest~ ~wander a garden of moon~ ~sleep, as earth is your cradle~ ~held in a moment of lune~
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