The world outside is just a fading ghost

But here with you is where I drown the most

The shadows soften as your fingers trace

The quiet warmth across my breathing space

A breathless whisper in the candle glow

Our separate borders starting to let go

Oh pull me closer let the darkness blur

I am a captive to your every stir

No space between us just the rising heat

Where all the rhythms of our bodies meet

Aurelie the magic of your touch

I never knew a soul could feel so much

I never knew a soul could feel so much

Your fingertips are drawing lines of fire

Unlocking every tremor of desire

No past or future in this quiet room

Just midnight orchids opening in bloom

We move like oceans under heavy skies

The universe is shrinking to your eyes

Oh pull me closer let the darkness blur

I am a captive to your every stir

No space between us just the rising heat

Where all the rhythms of our bodies meet

Aurelie the magic of your touch

I never knew a soul could feel so much

I never knew a soul could feel so much

The slow delivery of skin on skin

The timeless place where you and I begin

No names no words no warning or defense

Just the complete eclipse of every sense

Oh pull me closer let the darkness blur

I am a captive to your every stir

No space between us just the rising heat

Where all the rhythms of our bodies meet

Aurelie the magic of your touch

I never knew a soul could feel so much

I never knew a soul could feel so much

Aurelie

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I’m standing on a narrow line

Where the sun and shadows meet

No iron bars or heavy locks

Just the dust beneath my feet

Two worlds are pulling at my soul

Like the tide against the shore

But I’m a ghost inside a dream

Who can’t find the open door

The world I want is bright and far

It’s a house I can’t get in

The world I hate it calls my name

And it welcomes all my sin

I’m a guest in every room

But a stranger in them all

Waiting for the heavy rain

Or the winter leaf to fall

Oh it’s a prison with no walls

Just a line that I have drawn

Standing in the middle ground

Between the midnight and the dawn

I feel their joy I feel their pain

But they don’t even see my face

Just a traveler on the wire

Stuck in time and out of place

I watch them wither and I cry

I can feel the cold they fear

But when I go and when I die

No one sheds a single tear

They think I’m free they think I’m wild

Cause I’m walking in the wind

But I’m just paying for the time

And the mistakes where I have sinned

I pray the Lord to keep you safe

In the world where you belong

Don’t let your spirit find this line

Where the rhythm turns to wrong

Be happy in your mountain home

Or the valley far below

Don’t get stuck between the two

With no place for you to go

Yeah it’s a long and lonely line

One soul with nowhere to stay

Just a shadow on the wire

Watching the worlds fade away

It is the hunger of the moth that circles round the flame

The restless shadow in the glass that whispers out your name

I saw your garden blooming bright while mine was turning gray

So I became the winter frost that stole your spring away

I reached to grasp the tallest branch to own the mountain air

Yet every stone I gathered left an emptiness still there

I built my castle out of smoke with mirrors for the walls

But hollow towers cannot stand when evening darkness falls

I named my longing destiny I named my fear the truth

While innocence was scattered like lost petals in its youth

The sparrows never chose the storm nor asked the clouds to break

Yet still I fed the thunderstorm for my own craving sake

Oh listen wandering souls of earth before the stars grow dim

Before the dawn becomes a tale remembered like a hymn

For if we cannot loosen want and learn the gentler art

The only peace we will ever keep is silence without heart

I don’t need a book to tell me what is true

I just need a quiet night tangled up with you

You’re the diamond glass that turns my gray to blue

I see a brand new world just by looking at you

When I’m lost out on some lonesome track

You’re the magnet needle that pulls me back

It’s a simple kind of holy it’s a slow-burn fire

It’s the spirit meeting body it’s the heart’s desire

I don’t need the scholars or the words they read

Your love is the only map I’ll ever need

I see my best self in the mirror of your eyes

You’re the truth that’s hiding in a world of lies

We’re tangled threads on a heavy wooden loom

Woven so tight there ain't no lonely room

Your skin is like a forge sweet and glowing red

Burning out the foolish thoughts inside my head

It’s a simple kind of holy it’s a slow-burn fire

It’s the spirit meeting body it’s the heart’s desire

I don’t need the scholars or the words they read

Your love is the only map I’ll ever need

You’re the iron anchor holding down my soul

And the canvas sail that makes the wagon roll

You’re the steel bridge over the canyon of my fear

I’m never far away as long as you are near

Like old barn paint we’re layers of the past

Building up a beauty that was meant to last

I ain't afraid of shadows stretching on the ground

They’re just the proof that a golden light is found

I’m a thirsty man standing in a deep rock well

Drinking in a secret that no library can tell

I’m lost in your rhythm I’m home in your arms

Safe from the wind and the world’s alarms

Yeah it’s a workman’s truth plain as day and night

Holding you close in the golden light

I’m sitting in a diner off a road I don’t quite know

Watching diesel smoke and headlights in a steady silver flow

My body’s in this vinyl booth my hands are on the glass

Watching all the strangers and the heavy minutes pass

But if you ask me where I am I couldn't tell you true

Because I haven't spent a second here I’m back at home with you

Is it possible to walk this earth and breathe the open air

While every beat inside my chest is living way over there?

Was it always there like the copper in the ground?

A secret song that’s playing without a single sound?

I’m a weaver at the loom of my own tangled mind

Trading in the threads of life for the ones I left behind

I’m a thirsty man standing in the middle of a lake

Begging for a drop of water for a heart I couldn't break

It’s timeless it’s ancient it’s a debt I’ll never pay

The love was always in me I just got in its way

They say that love’s a feeling that you find along the way

Like a lucky coin you pick up on a sunny summer day

But I’m starting to believe it’s the thing that keeps me whole

The very air inside the lungs the gravity of the soul

I used to think I’d die of grief that the ache would pull me down

But the longing is the only thing that keeps me in this town

Am I staying alive on the ghost of your touch the echo of your name?

Is the hunger for the Golden Light what’s fanning every flame?

Was it always there like the copper in the ground?

A secret song that’s playing without a single sound?

I’m a weaver at the loom of my own tangled mind

Trading in the threads of life for the ones I left behind

I’m a thirsty man standing in the middle of a lake

Begging for a drop of water for a heart I couldn't break

It’s timeless it’s ancient it’s a debt I’ll never pay

The love was always in me I just got in its way

I’ve been a fool for logic I’ve been a slave to what I see

I thought the space between us was a distance meant to be

But my mind is like a needle and your memory is the thread

Sewing up the jagged lines of everything we said

I’m building us a mansion in the middle of a thought

With every single lesson that the lonely miles taught

Is my heart just finally opening? Am I waking from a sleep?

To find the treasure in my yard was buried ten feet deep?

I used to look at couples and feel a bitter sting

Wondering how the world could have such a happy simple ring

But now I see the truth of it it’s written in the stars

The connection wasn't built by us it’s simply who we are

It’s like the roots beneath the oak tree reaching through the dark

Connected long before the leaf ever felt the summer spark

It’s beyond the life I’m living beyond the day I die

It’s the only honest answer to a how and to a why

And I laugh at my own shadows I laugh at all my fear

How can I be thirsty when the water is so near?

I’m drowning in the ocean of the love you have for me

But I’m still asking for a bucket just so I can finally see

My ignorance was a blindfold but the light is cutting through

I’ve never spent a moment girl a mile away from you

Was it always there like the copper in the ground?

A secret song that’s playing without a single sound?

I’m a weaver at the loom of my own tangled mind

Trading in the threads of life for the ones I left behind

I’m a thirsty man standing in the middle of a lake

Begging for a drop of water for a heart I couldn't break

It’s timeless it’s ancient it’s a debt I’ll never pay

The love was always in me I just got in its way

Yeah the road is just a ribbon and the car is just a shell

And the longing is the rope that’s pulling water from the well

I’m with you in the morning I’m with you in the night

Walking through the shadows

Toward the only Golden Light

Hey everyone,

I wanted to take a second to step back and say thank you. The comments, the appreciations, and the deep conversations we’ve had over these last few poems have truly meant the world to me.

There is something about that "Golden Light"—that specific, heavy kind of love we’ve been talking about—that seems to resonate with so many of you. Whether it’s the regret of the rearview mirror or the quiet magic of a rainy cabin, you all made these words feel alive.

Because of the support here, I’ve taken the leap and turned these poems into songs. I wanted to hear the "rhythm of the pulse" we discussed, and I’d love for you to hear them too.

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Thank you for helping me find the "two-and-a-half letters" of love.

It isn’t for the flags we wave, or soil where we were born,

It isn’t for a holy cause that keeps the world so torn.

It’s just because I want your gold, I want your pride and place,

I cannot bear the quiet light that shines upon your face.

I see you have a little more, a life I wish was mine,

So I will call you "enemy" and draw a battle line.

I crave the chair, I crave the crown, I crave the final word,

And once I grip the throat of power, my mercy is unheard.

I build my walls of iron high to keep what I have won,

But power is a hollow thing when all the work is done.

I call it "justice," call it "need," I call it "self-defense,"

While children pay for my desires at such a grim expense.

They never knew this weary world, they never chose the fight,

But I will justify their blood to sleep within the night.

I say it’s "cost of victory," a price that must be paid,

But I am just a greedy soul, and of the truth, afraid.

Yet history is a spinning wheel that turns and never halts,

The ones I crush will rise again to punish all my faults.

The slave becomes the master now, the weak become the strong,

And then they use my very tools to right a hollow wrong.

The colors change, the names are new, the borders shift and slide,

But deep inside the human chest, the same dark hungers hide.

We trade the sword from hand to hand in one eternal fight,

Too blind to see we’re drowning in the middle of the night.

There is a way to break the chain, to set the spirit free:

To kill the monster in my heart—the one that shouts for "Me."

To look across the wire fence and see a brother’s face,

Instead of just a prize to win or someone to displace.

Oh, listen now, humanity, before the light is gone,

Before there’s no one left to see the rising of the dawn.

For if we do not conquer greed and let the kindness start,

The only peace we'll ever find is in a graveyard's heart.

The world is full of heavy books,

In dusty halls and quiet nooks.

They seek the truth in ink and pen,

But lose their way like hollow men.

The Great Sage saw it long ago,

A secret that the scholars know:

That all the wisdom under the sun,

Is nothing till the love’s begun.

He spoke of letters—two and a half—

A word to make the spirit laugh.

A short, sweet sound that’s hard to find,

Unless you leave the world behind.

I don’t find God in scrolls of old,

Or ancient tales that men have told;

I find the truth beneath your skin,

Where all my better days begin.

The way you move, the way you lean,

Is the holiest thing I’ve ever seen.

I’d trade a thousand "wise" old men,

To feel your pulse and start again.

For when I’m tangled in your grace,

I see the heavens in your face.

A single touch, a soft surrender,

Is wisdom that is deep and tender.

So let them read till they grow gray,

And chase the shadows of the day.

I’ve found the book I’m meant to read,

And you are every word I need.

I’m finally home, I’m finally free,

Because your love is the scholar in me.

The world is out there, loud and wide,

But we’ve got nowhere left to hide.

Just tangled legs and heavy heat,

Where all our quiet pulses meet.

I’m wrapped in you, you’re wrapped in me,

As simple as a soul can be.

You whisper something "stupid-sweet,"

A little joke to make it complete.

I feel the laugh begin to grow,

A steady vibration, soft and low.

It starts in you and moves through me,

Until there’s nothing left to "be."

That silly spark, that sudden light,

It kills the shadows of the night.

We aren't two bodies, aren't two names,

Just the heat of the same deep flames.

In the middle of a joke, the truth is shown:

I’m finally home. I’m finally known.

I left the porch light burning just to see if bugs would fly,

I walked out on the best thing 'neath a wide and empty sky.

I thought the road was calling, I thought the wind was mine,

But I was just a blind man walking 'cross a jagged line.

I reached for something distant, something I could never name,

And left a burning hearth to go and hunt a hollow flame.

The silence in this kitchen has a weight I can’t explain,

Like a summer field of clover waiting on a drop of rain.

I miss the way your shadow used to dance against the wall,

The velvet way you’d catch me every time I’d start to fall.

Now the floorboards keep a secret of the ghost of where you stood,

And I’m learning that the "freedom" doesn't feel the way it should.

It wasn't just a feeling, it wasn't just a touch,

But God, I didn't know that I could want a skin so much.

The way you’d pull me closer in the middle of the dark,

Until my very spirit felt the humming of a spark.

You showed me that the hunger was a holy kind of thing,

A melody of honey that our bodies learned to sing.

I’m out here in the open with the freedom of a ghost,

Missing all the little things that I used to love the most.

I’m thirsty for the salt and I am hungry for the heat,

For the rhythm of a heart that makes a broken one complete.

If I could trade the miles for a corner of your bed,

I’d take back every hollow word my younger self had said.

I don't want the horizon, I don't want the open sea,

I just want the heavy hand of you coming back to me.

I’ve learned that being lonesome is a price I can’t afford,

I’d rather be a captive than a king without a lord.

So lock the gate and throw away the key into the dust,

I’ve finally found the difference between the fire and the trust.

I’m staying in the circle that your love has drawn for me,

‘Cause being bound to you is the only way to be free.

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I watched your car get smaller in the glass,

Just wishing I could make those minutes last.

I didn't look to see if you were crying,

I was too busy living, and too busy lying.

I told myself I needed to be free,

That there was something else out there for me.

I was just a kid, too young to know the truth—

That I was throwing away the gold of my youth.

Now I’m a slave to the way you touch my skin,

Just paying for the stupid man I’ve been.

I miss the rush, the way you made me shake,

The kind of love that leaves a heavy ache.

You were my sun and I was just the rain,

I’m a grown man addicted to the pain.

So take my freedom, baby, bring the chain—

I want to be a slave to your love again.

Back in this apartment, the air is cold and thin,

I’m sitting here wondering where to begin.

I poured my tea into my coffee cup,

And didn't even notice I’d messed it up.

I cried today while thinking I was fine,

I smiled while the salt ran down the line.

It’s a special kind of hell to be alone,

In a house that used to feel like a throne.

'Cause I’m a slave to the way you touch my skin,

Just paying for the stupid man I’ve been.

I miss the rush, the way you made me shake,

The kind of love that leaves a heavy ache.

You were my sun and I was just the rain,

I’m a grown man addicted to the pain.

So take my freedom, baby, bring the chain—

I want to be a slave to your love again.

If I get another life, another try,

Don’t believe a word from a guy like I.

Don't let me walk, no matter what I say,

Don’t let a boy like me just run away.

I’ve learned that longing hits you twice as hard,

As the love I threw away in your backyard.

Yeah, the rain is coming down on this roof tonight,

And I’m just a ghost without your Golden Light.

Keep the keys...

Keep the door...

I don't want to be "free" anymore.

I watched you in the mirror’s glass,

And let the final seconds pass.

I saw your car, I saw the road,

But didn't see the tears that flowed.

I lacked the courage in my soul

To see the way I’d lost control;

To look at you and face the truth—

The stupid cruelty of my youth.

The silence hit me in my room,

A heavy, hollow, quiet doom.

It wasn't your fault, it was mine,

I broke the gold and spilled the wine.

I walked away when I should stay,

A naive boy who lost his way;

A foolish heart that didn't know

How deep a wound like this could go.

I put my tea in coffee grounds,

Lost within the empty sounds.

I drank the cup and didn't taste,

My logic gone, my mind a waste.

I cried while thinking I was dry,

I smiled and didn't quite know why.

A hell of shadows, dark and thin,

Without the sun upon my skin.

You taught me in your gentle way

To never throw a love away.

But I have learned a lesson deep:

A promise that I failed to keep.

Since then I’ve learned what longing is,

A deeper ache than love’s first kiss.

I know the dark, I know the night,

I know the loss of Golden Light.

If there is a next life yet to be,

Don’t let me make this misery.

Don’t let me go, don't set me free,

No matter how you pity me.

I’m done with being wild and brave;

I want the freedom of your slave.

For in your arms the search is through—

My only peace belongs to you.

The rain is falling on the leaves,

A song the quiet forest weaves.

It’s music, sweet and soft and clear,

But oh, I wish that you were here.

The woods have made a masterpiece,

That brings my heart no real release.

For it is just a lonely sound,

Without your feet upon the ground.

I saw two deer go running by,

Beneath the gray and misty sky.

They looked so happy, full of play,

But I just had to look away.

It made me sad to see the pair,

Because your smile was never there.

I missed the way your eyes would glow,

At all the things I love and know.

I reached the top and looked above,

To find the heaven that I love.

The sky was split in gray and bright,

But missing your own Golden Light.

It was a view both dark and fair,

But heaven wasn't really there.

It’s just a cloud and just a sun,

Without the only, only one.

I watched the water on the ground,

Moving down without a sound.

Small streams that wander to the sea,

Like how my heart is drawn to thee.

But there’s no place for me to land,

No shore to touch, no waiting hand.

I’m just a river, lost and blue,

Simply, deeply... missing you.