Winter canters  from a distance, irresistible she is,
                                    I'd roll in my tranquil bed with her,
              then, her embraces would  become an intoxicant,
                    making me dive in to the lake  of stupor she creates
                                              for me to swim with her.

asking a friend what they like about a certain someone is..
like asking to identify exactly how they like their coffee.
coffee.

that his lips can wake you up faster than any espresso; that his
body smells more rich and welcoming than the packaged beans.
they always say the beans are specific to the place they originate from, with a set smell and taste; and if you look closely, you can find those bits of culture hidden in the crevices of his body, and the distinct way his name rolls off your tongue.


and sometimes you lose your want for a certain brand of coffee; the taste becomes too bitter, no matter to the amount of artificial sweetener you spill into the mug, now causing your nose to wrinkle at the smell.

"Put this shell to your ear and listen,
tell me what you hear."
I tell him "its the ocean",
even though it's nowhere near.
My young head filled with wonder,
as the waves flow through my mind.
How is it that I hear it now?,
so far from Ballyheigue.
Those Sundays spilling ice-cream
in the back of your old car.
I drink coke and he drinks porter,
well worked fingers stained with tar.
Telling tales of saints n scoundrels,
men who worked the coast.
Its when I hold that old shell now,
I think I miss you most.

my physics book says
since atoms are mostly empty space
nothing can ever really touch
contact is just empty space
upon more empty space
if this is the case
i do not know what it is like to
hold your hand
run my fingers through your vibrant hair
or feel your lips caress mine in a moment of passion
but how can this be true
when i can feel the way
you have
changed my thoughts
healed my mind
and resuscitated my heart
how can they say
my life has not been touched?
even so,
i long for the gap between our atoms to close
for your laughter and kindness and gentle kisses
to fill the crevices of my atoms.
i want to find a way to fill your atoms, too
maybe then
our perfect love will defy physics
and we will collide.