Vibrant Rain

Windows that remember our faces

They let the cool air in 

With a sense of subliminal mystery

All the unseen chatter

Settles like dwindling rain

Long is the night

Still cool and fraught with envy

As shadows crawl back into bed

Skin glistens in restless moonlight 

Fingers move slowly as if clouds across sky

The anodized streets are impressionistic 

Unapproached for fear of them disappearing

Have you ever seen freedom? 

It may only exist inside of love

Fantasy is the unknown caller

Strident but ghost-like it moves 

Straight through the ether

When the rain is over 

Sleep comes with ease

In Feathers

 In Feathers

Weightless, our names are written in sky.

Invisible, love inhabits the clouds

—an arrangement of notes played over velvet laid mountains.

As uncommon words are dreamed into playful worlds becoming eternity's more subtle plans.

Unknowingly, our lives intertwine in loops and mazes, lost in incrystal configurations.

Where does a soul silently sleep? If it can be called alone, somewhere else in memory.

The night is an infinite diamond.

And you are the chrysalis in formation.

Dressed in only naked feathers.