What zen
would then
have me
be, at
peace
with I?

Myself
the wealth
of all
the world
inside.

I'm yours
To be
******
Loved and
Broken
All the same,

If you're not the one
at least Be the one worth
Remembering.

Summer I'll miss you like a
Metaphor misses its meaning
Like a simile smiled at me
and forgot to draw comparison

To the leaves that get wet
like *****.

Do the roots of tomorrow
ever grow in delay?
Worry not if the
Flower
Will bloom in a day

I wan to memorize
your hands in mine
as our legs tango
beneath the sheets

I want your sweet scents
as we make Aphrodite
tear love from her cries

I want all of you
and none of you
All at the same-- Nevermind

"I want you so much"
Whispered one last time.

Loving you still
by
Letting you go
Everyday.

Love you stilly,
whispers
the quiet winds
that bend.

through morrow
hollow woods
that secret
sounding send

off we go
awning so
tell me where and when