I wonder how our
Love story will end?
Who said it had to have an end?

(Probably some jealous poet)

Every day
We become part of
Someone's memory
In a short moment

A glimmer in an eye
Just for a passing moment

Hearing kind words
Just for a quick moment

Reading encouraging script
Just for a thought provoking  moment

Everyday try to
Become a pleasant part of someone's
Lifelong memory
In a short moment

Life can sometimes
Be the pits
But it’s the pits
That protect the seeds
That make
Things grow
Into the sweet and tender

The internet
Made
Normal
Not a
Thing

Two winged tiny seed
I wish I could be
To make the aroma
Of summer and spring
Died away broken
Came back strong
Surprise you with
Beauty of paints
Dripped from above
A whole parade for just you
So beautifully hued

The absolute
Best part of
Good friendships
Is having that safe place
To land
No matter where you
Are jumping from

If I leave
Do I go left
If leaves leave
Are there any left
I left with the leaves
I followed them right
I wanted to know where
They go
When they leave
But I got lost
The leaves left too fast
Leaves have to leave
Naked after fall
Never leave chasing leaves
Unless you know the way
Thankfully
The trees will re-leaf
New dressings in spring
What a relief

Lend me your eyes
And I will lend you my ears

For you
I can shed your tears

For me
You can whisper away my fears

Do you learn to love
Yourself
By absorbing the love
Others give you?

The lessons we learn
Can feel empty,
I'd rather be a teacher

I love that you
Treat me like a
Library book
Checking me out
All the time

The colors of love
Included in our box
Of life paints
Only get more vivid
Over many days
They never fade
Or wash away
Some days the
Colors are bright
Some days the
Colors more filtered
They are always ready
As if to say
Choose me
From our palette
For us to paint
With fingers over our
Life canvas
Twirling them together
In a structure
Of some sense
To create the priceless
Piece called today
Tomorrow’s will be
Its own
Not so famous
Masterpiece

~
Girl You Know It’s True
Your hair looks terrible
Don’t blame it on Lorraine
Your furloughed hairdresser
Blame It On The Rain
And Lorraine
Girl I’m Gonna Miss You
~

I may be simple words
But if you
Write me some music
And let me translate them
With my voice
Then I will show you
They are simply
Not just
Words
Anymore

I looked over
Saw her take your hand
Reminding me of a time
That never existed
And yet
I wanted so badly
To go there

Covering my exposed
When you know it’s cold
Warms my whole body
Because it’s love
That it knows

Sorry,  not much to see
Not much to read
My heart is under my long sleeves
Coaxing ...it just won’t leave

Accidental events

Being
Unconsciously drawn
To a peril
You can control

Engendering loss

Unresolved grief

Is data
Not
Created equally

My emotions
Get the
Loudest
In my
Safe zone

I love that
Aromatic field
We run in
Coming back
Spent...

Scented like
Each other

The first time
You told me
I love you
I believed it

I put the
I love you
In my
GIANT
Heart
Envelope

And
   Hearing
I love you’s
Everyday since
I still
Believe
It

My
Heart
Envelope
Has
Just enough room
For the next
Days
I love you’s

Because it’s
E-x-p-a-n-d-a-b-l-e
Like
Stretchy
Pants

You stared at me
Longing
But didn't say anything
You were too far away
In your mind
So you wrote it down
And handed it to me...
I never saw words look
So deep before

You know that little
Grooved space
Just above
Your cupid bow
Lip?
I read somewhere
It can be
Dangerous

Feeling lovesick
For the air outside
The sun is a setting kiss
The moon is a rising stare
Stars are watching
And
Soft warm wind is
That handsome voice

The moon beams
Because everyone
Stares at it

The sun obliges us with shine
Because we loved it
So much yesterday

The stars sparkle because
They like the way
They look in your eyes

Are the many
Shades of rain
Just
Umbrellas
In a crowd
Or my sadness
When
I have to say goodbye
Walking away
Leaving
Instead I wanted
An embrace
But
There's no room for
Us
So much
Crowding in our world
I wonder if I'll ever
Reach you
In all of these
Shades of rain
Maybe
Our sun will
Shine
For a short while
The shades will go down
And you will
See my happiness
When
You're coming
My way
Holding
Your hand out
To touch mine...
But that's all...
Putting my shade
Back up
For the next
Rain...
I know it's coming

Her......

Minding my own business
Hanging out with Irène
I heard “you’re perfect”!
What does this mean?

Don’t think much of myself
Bumpy hard skin, scars a plenty
Someone thinks I’m awesome
Fine with me just let em

I had to be cut open and gutted
To see my true beauty
Had to say goodbye to Brad
Been there for me, it was his duty

Look how beautiful we are Irène!
Creamy, soft, luscious to the taste
I’m so happy we are in the bowl
Did I just hear many yells of praise

Grown men with helmets on
Throwing around a ball
Everyone wants some of us
Yelling at their screens over a call

Who’s that Irène? He’s something!
That’s Chip! He’s handsome I say
Strong perfectly salty and built
I hope I can meet him today

Now it’s me and Chip forever
Irène set her own sights
At this Super Bowl party
Crunchy smooth love at first of  many bites

If I write it forward
Will you read it backward

If I write it in code
Could you figure it out

If I skipped a chapter*
How would you even know it

Would the metaphor monsters
Keep you awake at night

If I erased them too hard
Would you still see the scars

You’re the moon
To my earth
You illuminate me
Make my waves move
Our synchronous behavior
Prove we were
Made for each other

I don't like the middle
It feels like an ocean
Swimming it everyday
I want to be close to the shore
Where you are
Where I can at least see you
Hear you
The middle feels almost like
Drowning
You are too far
To help me get thru
Or throw me a lifeline
Reassure me
So
I can at least float
To your shore

If I could read your mind
It would be reading mine
And we would say it
At the exact same time

I did not like
What I saw in this
Mirror
So I changed
Mirrors

Can I
Live
In your
Moment?
I want to
Learn

I was in love
With a moment in time
And it broke my heart
Over and over
It left,
Returned,
Left again
Why do you torment me?
It was about to answer
Then
It was gone

The sun was so blind
Can't see in front
Of me
Good thing
Morndreaming
Exists
I missed my turn
And still you made it
Into my heart

I was conceived
At a drive-in movie

Maybe that’s why
I get motion picture sick

I'll be the flower in your garden
Golden mustard yellow ones
So rich. warm and soft
Like the sun with a blanket on

Nature is a gift.

***** mouth in class
So crass
In the corner young man

Whistle blowing in class
So distracting
Time out, go sit over there

There’s a snake in the class
I had to tell! I had to yell!!
Sent to the Principal’s office

My “Principles” got me
expelled

Living from the longing
In your heart
Is something learned
It takes practice
It's sweet
It's innocent

Can I do it?
I don't know.
My longing
Is to know this
Feeling