SKY ART BY THE CREATOR Thoughts    I. The days pass by slowly. I seem to just drift through the sunshine while wishing for the dark. In the misty coolness of the night I smell your earthy musk rising above the evening flowers. ...i search... II. Did you know how much I loved you? Did you ever really know? I know you loved me..but how much? One can never be too sure of these things, they say. For I was not you, nor you me. But we loved, I know. ...i want... III. The realm you live in is where I want to be. My physical, empty ache too much to bear at times. And what of my mind... Exquisite torture is how I describe it. Torn in two; one half geared to survive, the other half doesn't give a damn if I do. ...i miss... IV. So another day comes to a close, and somehow I'm still here to write about it. I feel relief, darkness comes soon... I can look for you. ...my love...  © 9/2005 SB on observing...   in my quest to find me i find myself as an observer most keen in the daily lives of others where drama, pettiness, and strife abounds as an unstoppable, demanding pressure people place upon themselves-why? my quest is to simplify and do other than what they do but yet i cannot as my own drama unfolds unnoticed by me as someone else takes notes on my life   © 7/03/05 sqb  Freedom Lover I was minding my own business when freedom crashed down on me. Something I secretly yearned for while content in my daily life. I always thought it would be just a tiny bit better if I could work one day less. A tiny bit brighter if we didn't argue so often; if you didn't want so many things. I loved you with all my heart, yet you let it crack in so many places. We would glue it back together, hoping the "super" in the glue held true. You loved me I know, had your own way of showing it. A bouquet of yellow roses was sure to bring tears, which you'd wipe away with a smile, a hug, and a  kiss. Now I yearn for you, and all of your faults, too. Your annoying habits, and Irish temper. I have a new lover named freedom, but I would rather have you.   © 2/11/05  sqb  Come Walk With Me   Come, walk with me today, under blue skies and white fluffy clouds. Where birds sing a welcome and sunshine lights the way. Come, walk with me along the sandy beach. Where crabs are our escorts and shorebirds show their dancing skill at the water's edge. Come, share my day so I can show you the tiny flower I just discovered, and watch your eyes light up with your smile. And come, lay with me tonight, while we share our joy, love, and pleasure. Then softly talk about our day as we drift into dreams of tomorrow.   © 8/19/04 sqb

MIDNIGHT CALLERS   Pictures float like flashcards through our minds. Eyelids roam, nerves twitch. We're flying high.   These visitors come on cue as we slip into REM sleep. The imprint of their calling cards; some laugh, some weep.   Dreams we call them, nightmares too. You cry out: where, what, why, who?! Night terrors come to call, quickley now, hold my hand. A darkness darker than known to man.   I have found myself flying as a pig, to land on a ship and have  swig. Makes no sense I know, but to you, just goes to show.   That anything can happen while  you sleep. Sometimes you find yourself in quite deep. So when you awake the next morn tired; it's because you've done battle, you're not a coward.   Or when you rise with a smile on your face, you've been with angels, playing tag and a race.     © 4/28/04 sqb "Honest"   I was asked actually, did I have any regrets about our life together.   I took an honest moment to let my mind wander, through the twists and turns called marriage.   "No" I answered, as I recalled our last day joined as one. It was a day the same as all the others. We even had an argument.   As I turned from answering, I realized that I wouldn't have had it any other way. Smiling in my heart, no regrets. Honest.     © 5/3/04 sqb Under Full Sail   You invited me to join you on your boat one night. Just a turn about the coast, we'll return before full light.   The breeze was blowing steady as we quietly made our way. The canvas stretching easily as the boat slipped out the quay.   I laughed with sheer delight to feel the spray against my face. I closed my eyes and thought of the dolphins we would race.   You looked so strong and handsome standing there behind the wheel. My imagination stirred, perhaps a pirate you could be.   With full sail, adventure in the night. Leaving your post unmanned, you came to hold me tight. We speak of wild imaginings, under bright starlight.   Fingers of light from heaven above. You and I, content in our love. Steering us smoothly, me in your arms; the sky lightens with the coming dawn.    The sails are lowered, folded, tied. The boat at rest in it's berth. You  turned and asked if I'd had a good time.I smiled and said,the best on earth.     © 5/17/04 sqb

Elixir of Life (for Thane)   You appeared out of the darkness as if summoned by a silent plea. Your honesty and sincerity shining a light so bright it finally caught my attention.   My mind was intrigued but incapable of comprehending. My heart knew the way and started down the path before I could even protest. My mind said it couldn't be, but my heart wasn't listening.   The threads of life slowly woven, each stitch tightly pulled. There is no beginning nor end, just us, in the here and now. Companions, lovers, friends for centuries; yet we have just met. Defying logic at every turn, but we know the realm we exist in, parallel at times.   Our love knows no boundaries, there's freedom in that. We just are, for today. The rest will take care of itself. Uncannily attuned, we move forward together, but apart. The passions you stir are beyond measure.   Yes, I am alive. I am a vibrant, laughing, passionate woman. Hats off to you, kind sir, for giving me back my senses, and the desire to use them. One day we shall touch fingertips. There's going to be a blue moon this month, tell me...do we dare...?    © 7/9/04/sqb