Cheek

Sweet words
Soft breaths
You possess my heart
You've captured my soul.
Peace fills me with a
Radiant light like the sun.
Love between us -
Needn't be professed.
It's known,
Clearly known.
Soft hands,
tender touches.
Chills encircle me,
like the wind.
You caress my face
My cheek is soft,
you say.
Brown eyes
filled with knowledge
filled with wisdom.
Distance, yet caring,
kind and searching.
Hold my hand
Hold my heart
Never let me go.

*Published in L'Esprit  Koyaanisqatsi  Spring 1993

Too Much

To much of me inside
Too much of me out
Too much of me there
Too much of me here
Too much me happy
Too much of me sad
Too much of me loves
Too much of me hates

I pull inside -
only here cease feelings
and for once, maybe too little.