#j.wool

what it asks

when breath

comes to stir

the heart to

create light

where life

completely

surrenders to

be made peace

in the silence

of its embrace

to rest every

preserved beat

in the knowing

that what lies

here is always

promised to

be yours to

forever keep

-J.Wool, Preserved Beats

falling asleep

one dance of

shadow at a time

and somehow

when the light

smiles a little brighter

than the darkness,

a star forms like a

tickle and leaves a

flicker in my heart

and as everything

else dreams, I tuck a

piece of moon in my

eyes until the remaining

time floats toward

the beckoning sun.

-J.Wool, The Earth is Falling Asleep

They are attached to you

and their idea of you.

They don't know

the way your hair curls

over your pillow

or the way you

laugh awkwardly in

the middle of complete

silence nor the way you

pick out all the lime green

sour skittles or how you

add an extra tip to the

waiter when you eat

because you were once her.

They dont know

how you manage what

you have because

you went far foo

long without and how you

sing when you clean or

how you pay for everyone

around you just to make

sure no one gets left out.

The next time they tell you

they love you,question what

do they actually know about

you or are they merely in love with

something they want you to be

without having the guts to know

exactly how much magic

you may actually be.

letter with no

heartbeat because

I left it standing on

the edge of eternity

where only the light

knows all the heaven

I release to kiss you

with whatever petals

of forever I had to promise

so now my voice leans

into silence where each

syllable sounds itself

out while holding the

shape of your name like

a key of infinite awakening

to a constellation that

remains asleep

-J.Wool, A Love Letter With No Heartbeat

suddenly return

and you just

snap back, not

remembering the

way you crawled

or cried, teardrops

shimmer into diamonds

along the dawn of newly

hatched skin and those

wings you thought you lost,

peek out one at a time as

if smiling at the air that

waves to caress their face,

and without realizing the

sky comes a little closer

as if trying to place a star

in your hand reminding

you that the darkness

only needs a little light to

make it step back and let

hope shine love bright.

-J.Wool, The Return

to hold me up and

I don't have to stand

you up, but I want

us to meet each

other halfway and

say what love really

means without

expecting silence

to transcend us like

we are both mind

readers as if a soul

connection is some

kind of magic when

it is really communication

that strengthens all that

happens or else, we will

be another weak foundation

that crumbles over the

illusion of time

-J.Wool, Meet Me Halfway

in the softest part

of you and let me

be tender in the ache

that wars between

the growing beat

of our loving where

the light slides

between the shifts

of our melting darkness

as we meet in soul to

breathe as one bared

to spirit synchronizing

life to open wide with

only the beyond as the

infinite guide to

our forever home