I CAN SEE

 I see beauty in the ugliest of places

See fulfillment in the emptiest of spaces

See opportunity to love in darkened thoughts

But I can’t see why love has to be bought

I can see the sunshine in rainy skies

See love’s potential in doubters’ eyes

I can see fullness in empty tanks

But I can’t see shallow in love, I just can’t

So love for real and let the fear subside

Yeah there is pain, but let it ride

And once you’re beyond the initial hurt

You’ll enjoy the love, understand how much its worth

I can see clarity where drama once lived

And I can see hope where no one would give

I can see peace where violence use to be

And I see real love between you and me

So fasten your seatbelt, airbags to breathe

Give me all your love; I’ll give you all of me

And if I hurt or you experience pain

Can we figure it out? Make it a positive gain?

Can we put our scorecards down?

Penalize the flags

Get rid of the referees

Focus on what we have

Close the venue

Keep the spectators out

Leave no room for boos

Make second guessing lose its clout

Yes, I can see a sunrise where dark clouds sat

I can see a sure thing that’s no longer a bet

I can see shade with no leaves on the trees

Because I see real love between you and me 

And I’m not distracted by empty nesters

Those “no return on love” investors

Telling us how to live with Titanic results

Full of buried dreams & hearts full of rust

Now It’s only you and I floating high on clouds

Up, up and away silently talking loud

Professing love and deep commitment

At last; at home, with passion and contentment

And I can see the world we use to call home

I can see us finally alone

And I can see that you are all I need

Because I see the real love between you and me

©2010 Wayne Box Miller

Love for the Holidays

Love the holiday
Love the season
Love the fact
That you're the reason
Like every other day

Love your heart
Love your flow
Your smile lights up my Christmas
Don't you know

Season's greetings
And blessings too
I get the gift of love
Courtesy of you

©2010 Wayne Box Miller

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YOU TURN ME ON

You turn me on

Like a light switch

It’s just that easy

Like you’re bewitched

I wish it were that easy

You are foreplay

In more than on way

You turn me on

Like chocolate does my ice cream

Like Pam Grier does in my dream

Too bad for her you’re real

Because she can’t compete

With a real touch, sensory and seduction

You just turn me on

Who gave you my step by step instructions?

You figured me out

Like a 2 piece jig saw puzzle

Yeah just like that

Why waste time with two

It’s like one snap; I approve

You turn me on

Like lies to politicians

Tricks to magicians

Hesitation; poof be gone ‘cause

She turns me on

And I can’t overheat like the engine in my first car

Thermostat set to passion

So much love for the long haul

With you my engine never stalls; or runs idle

I get more love to the gallon than a hybrid love affair

You turn me on

And for you it’s no work

Like a Rubik’s cube with one color

Like multiple choice questions with one answer

You’re the dancer and I’m the song

Together we’re in love

All night long, all night

All night; all night

Morning is mad at you

Making this night last longer than a day

Knowing he will do the same damn thing

Once he sees his sunrise

And the daybreak of love’s eyes

You turn me on and now the switch is broke

So…

It will have to stay that way

Oh well…

©2010Wayne Box Miller

Morning Love

Her smile awakes me
While her eyes are yet closed
Slowly…they join the morning
To complete my breakfast of tenderness in bed

She turns slightly, slowly to invite me
To christen the morning
It may be cold outside
But she’s my global warming

And as we awake
I say good morning love
I am her coffee and she is my cream
Good morning love
Unfortunately we have awaken from our dream
And I have to get to work
But can you RSVP
This spot in your bed
And I’ll keep the memory
Like a photograph in my head
Until we get back to this place
Lock the doors and reclaim our space
Like chalk outlines the scene of the crime
Scattered covers and tossed pillows are etched in my mind

Can we pick up where we left off?
Get right back & tell time to step off
Turn off the phone, and say all bets off
When we get home?
I want season tickets, to your bed
And can I get a parking pass too
I love tailgate parties with you
Because no one shows up but us
We play the game, and we always win
We have no crowd but we’re always sold out
To love…morning love

And I can’t wait to get there
And every red light don’t seem fair
Traffic jams just don’t care
That I’m trying to get to you
And wrong turns won’t get me
I’ll make road rage forget me
Cause all I can see
Is you and morning love

Now that I’m home
And you’re on me like cologne
And I touch you like numbers on my phone
Where were we?
Oh yeah, morning love

©2010 Wayne Box Miller

I NEED SOME MORE TIME WITH YOU

I need some more time with you

That’s what she said

I wanted more time with her

But she’s always one step ahead

I want the clock to take a ride

Get lost in time

So she can have all she wants

I honestly, just don’t mind

She makes the world a perfect canvas

Every color bright and surreal

Captures my emotions in high definition

Gives me her energy to feel

I need some more time with you

I opened the door wide to that thought

From heaven to earth is available

And in the moment we can get completely lost

She can make a speeding bullet freeze

Lift a beggar off his knees

Put slow motion in gear

Make conversation by blowing in my ear

If she needs more time with me

The world is out of tune

I know once we’re together

The planets will be aligned with the moon

The stars will take their rightful place

The inner will enter outer space

The galaxy will pose

 Mars and Venus will come together and let it flow

I need some more time with you

I’ve never heard that before

And she probably doesn’t realize it

She is poetic; my ear to hear, my sounding board

You can have more time with me

You can have my ink and my pen

If you will be my paper

Then the story can begin

©2010 Wayne Box Miller

EYES ON YOU

I have never seen or met you but…

I laid eyes on your words as if it were your body

I caressed every adjective and verb

Kissed your nouns until I became a pro-noun

I now desire to be a sentence that grows into a paragraph

A paragraph that ultimately becomes a page

 THAT page that becomes THE page in your love story

Over time I hope to be your only book

And you can pick me up and read me all over…

Again and again

I want you to turn my pages, turning me on

Take your finger and touch my every word

As you read about how much I love you

And want you

If its’ good go back and touch me again

Finding words and meanings that stayed hidden until the next time you read me

I have never seen or met you but…

I laid eyes on your words as if it were your body

I stared at the beauty of the thought that went from line one

To the last line done.

How can I feel you? Feel your touch?

How can I want you so much?

It’s because I felt the proposition in your preposition

I mean the way it was positioned on the page

Like its own language, a special set of words

I read between your…lines

Pulled the book closer

To get a better look

And the fragrance of your thoughts jumped off the page

A vernacular aroma lasted me for days and

A scent of what’s to come

Gives me a feeling you might be the one

But I need to keep reading

To find out if what I believe

Is the ending

With a period.

Or to be continued

But until then I will kiss your vowels

Until you tell me stop, throw in the towel

A; I O U that don’t I?

I want us to become consonant

In agreement

Make love heaven sent

Use all our words until we’re spent

Lose our breath cause we meant to…

Because I read between your lines

After I laid eyes on your words and determined

You’re so fine

To be continued…

©2010 Wayne Box Miller

LOVE IS A FOR LETTER WORD

For if I love you there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
Nothing that’s impossible or nothing left to prove

If I love you for whom you are
Then you don’t need to change 
And I don’t need to change you

Love is for lovers
For two people willing to give without keeping score
To give for the sake of giving
Simply because love is meant to let go of

Love is a for letter word
Freely
Openly
Repeatedly
I will love

And if there comes a time 
That this love finds your door closed
I will search for another
And repeat 
Because I know what love is for
To share…

©2009 Wayne Box Miller