Why do my eyes
cloud up when I hear
your name?

To get good at something,
we need experience
but to truly love something,
we need experiences.

Spare me the misery of your absence, my dear
so that I do not grow delirious without you.
One day without those tender blue eyes
and I am lost in a fog of my self-pity.
The joyous cadence of your laughter and smile
never cease to enchant me day after day.
But where does your loyalty lie, my dear?
I shall not question your motives, love
for by faith and God you leave my side.

Because my heart is empty
my stomach is empty.
I spill the contents of you
on the floor.
No rag will ever clean that up.
Love, romantic love, must wait.
But they didn't tell you about
the emptiness
that buries itself deep in
your flesh, bones, muscles
and tendons.

Like ivy,
my love for you climbs.

Like roses,
my love for you widens.

Like sunflowers,
my love for you is optimistic,

**always reaching toward the sun.

Can I organize you?
Pack you in boxes and
keep you in my basement
for a long time?

When will age and distance
become useless numbers?

Love should transcend all borders
in the mind, in the heart and on the Earth.