Like water is to a flower
Stars are to the night sky
The rapids to a river
Night is to day

Deep in my soul burns a fire
That continues to grow
Its your love and commitment
That makes me feel whole

You complete me
Like the last chapter in a book
Our novel is just starting to be written
What a story it will tell
Of love and devotion
That of two souls intertwined

each day that
passed

each time we
laughed

I held my
real words

inside my
mouth

I felt like
a squirrel

I always passed
as a friend

when I really
wanted to be

a lover

I guess that
made me

a liar

To be sure
has nothing to do
with being right
isn't this true?

Feigned charity-
       devoid of humanity

So many place their trust
        not in the present but in the past

I' will always somehow return
   to myself--that much I did learn

We are parts
          of other people
          we are not our own
          sometimes, of others, a double

i want to read you the poems i wrote you
so you can hear them in my voice
as it cracks in all the places you broke me
and blooms in all the places you loved

i want your head to rest on my shoulder
so you know where you are welcome
and your hand to be in mine
so you know where you are wanted

i want to read them in your room
so we can be in the place i fell in love with you
and i want the room to be filled with your thoughts
so you know how