Oasis

OASIS

soft ribbons quilted below
delightfully mingling
with the scent of a new universe
I am smiling
at the tea stained walls
embracing a gesture
that calms my nerves
playing along my skin
you are deep within
rocking a beautiful mind
with precious sensuality
holding my hands
stroking an internal existence
that still cries beyond
a substratum of yesterday's fields
drying today's tears

The Archeologist

tying the ribbons of existence
an archaeologist
finds a beautiful bone
bowed and unknown

he puts his finger on it
crying "Eureka"
with dirt dusted
on his calloused hands

his eyelids are warn
yet warm
stenciled across his brow
years belonging to yesterday

when he sifted god
on back of a cigarette pack
he takes one out again
and lights up within