Nicco Muegge

i dipped my finger
in the moon
last night
& realized that
...

Send your love to me, my darling, for I need
it so desperately;
Allow me, just momentarily, to acknowledge the
fruit of your attention;
...

these feelings cannot be true,
the swiftness of which you encaptured
me
...

pure love stained with pain of past;
i long to love you, but cannot, still -
why!
My purpose dwindles in the heat of this
...

...

that unbearable endless pain we all know;
do you hear that?
it snickers at you in the night amongst
the shadows, & hides
...

your glance was the water to my withering heart -
singing were your eyes.
the touch of your fingers was the dew on the
crest of my longing.
...

the shadow of your voice
reminds me of a sweetness i cannot untaste;
the vibrance of your eyes
reminds me of a beauty i cannot unsee;
...

the Texas Sky is eternal,
never ending, indeed.
splashes of pink, flames of orange, and
an omnipotent blue enthuse my eyes
...

as the day drags on,
my mind fills w/ thoughts of you

i mean
...

sing me a song while you are here,
or cry w/ me about the fact that things will never be the same,
when you left i never thought you'd return
but you did.
...

Hum the melody of a song long forgotten
as i sing the words i don't remember,
Whisper secrets you'd never tell
as they bounce into the security of my mind,
...

When I was a young man
my mother would take me outside during rainy days
and we would play for hours
until the rain stopped.
...

I sit among the rocks
with an instrument I've never played
in a land I've never seen
with a people I've never known.
...

I fell asleep in your eyes the other day
a pool of brown
You captured me with you words yesterday
with out making a sound
...

I was tempted
to cuff your face
and just hold it
until the world fell silent
...

just the thought of you
takes me away
as i go to other lands
and return never the same
...

before me stands
the death of me
a wave as high -
too high to see
...

Robert Frost is watching me
from the other side of the room,
i nervously glance over -
the look in his eyes speaks gloom.
...

the bees know your name,
the birds sing your praise,
the clouds flow with your hair
and for you, these are normal days.
...