Thunderstorms and Moonlight

Hold me close and soothe my restless soul
echoed in the thunderstorms from a distance
Let your heart's gentle murmur slow down my
frantic heartbeat till it matches your rhythm

And when night falls, bathe me in moonlight,
drown me with sweet words
Fullfill my innermost desire to belong
and surrender as a woman

That I may, for a short moment,
remember the rush of passion - so many
times forgotten
Because of the fear life changes have brought
at my doorstep, begging and demanding for attention

That I may for a short moment, remember what
true love is all about and what things in life are
worth fighting for
Hold me, and let your warmth protect me,
if only for a short moment ...

December 25, 2002
On the plane, enroute to LA
Reading Mark's email about finding a man
more intriguing than him ...
And letting go of Peter ...

The Day After

With the passing of seasons,
pain recedes into a mild throb
that grows fainter each day

Yet you don't know when it wil fade
until reality hits you - on a corner street,
on a casual encounter, on a meaningless question thrown
oh so innocently.

But it does
with each encounter, the heart stills and returns to its
familiar rhythm

November 2002,
Lunch with Anna at Sentro
The Day After (for her)