I Can Read You Like A Book

I can read you like a book

I know exactly where to look.

Hold out your hand

My eyes will land

On the lines of your palms.

Let me see where your fingertips swirl

I’ll get caught up in the whirl.

I’ll tell you where you’ve been

What you’ve done

Why you need my help.

The angels will tell me

What I need to know

My instincts will tell you

Where you ought to go.

Your life

And every life

You’ve ever had

I can see so clearly.

Can you see the same way?

Do you know

Why I can read you

Like a book?

Because I love you.

I love everyone I’ve ever

Crossed paths with.

And I love that

You love me

In return.

Keep writing your book.

I’ll always be here

To read it.

Always and always.

REVERIE

Sunset on a desolate beach.

But I'm not seeing the sun

For the clouds.

Right now, the sun is the

Glorious, gorgeous woman

Before me.

Drowning in her sea-blue eyes,

Loving the soul within.

Smiling her contented smile

As she sighs with delight.

I focus on her thin pink lips.

I am ready. I am in love.

Cautiously and bravely,

I approach.

My lips meet hers.

They taste wonderful.

Just so...

Sublime.

She returns the kiss,

Giving me her whole mouth

And her whole, entire heart.

Her fingers press up

Against my cheeks

And deep inside I know.

She is the one.

She is who

I have waited for,

I have longed for,

I have hoped for.

I am ready for her.

Written on my Facebook page...

...in a moment of stunning spiritual clarity after I woke up this morning:

"Matthew Mcilvain is not really a grown-up. People I know have told me that I seem more mature now than when I first met them. My mind may agree, but my heart does not. At heart, I am still very, very much a child. I am still a child, an anguished, lonely, despairing child who clings to his friends and loved ones like a marooned sailor to a raft on a stormy night at sea. I need them so badly..."

Quiet Night

Me and my best friend

Sitting on a swing

On a warm, sweet night

Fearful of nothing.

The half-moon pokes through misty clouds

And lights from across the water

Extend for miles.

The rest of the world

Is at our backs.

The water laps faithfully

Before our eyes.

This is peace.

This is pure bliss.

This is what I’ve longed

And ached for.

This is

Happiness.

An angel at my side,

Her head resting on mine,

Or versa vice.

We only see

Each other.

No one else to hurt or

Shame us.

Tonight, I am

In heaven.

I never want to leave.

How I see the people I love....

How I see myself...