You say you found love
But you'll never understand
The love was right there

In sickness and health
She promised you all mountains
And opened her hands

But flowers die young
Cracks break flows of smooth footsteps
You were blind to this

Each word is swirling as do fingers following lines on conch shells.
To the base? Or to the tip?
Either winds hypnotically in a march.
This march causes chemical reactions.
Vibrations onto vibrations onto signals onto receptions.
Hormones cause smiles and smiles cause divinity.
Letters are inhaled piece by piece.
Each bead on this string slips down onto the tongues of inquirers and splashes like water drops-
That is me. My tongue moistened by licks of fascination.
Yes, I'm the one in the corner with my hand perched kinetically around my ballpoint. The index finger pre-moistened.
It aches for the page flip it deserves.
I'm the one wishing for pages to be filled, and each breath draws inspiration from all corners.
I reach for each word at full stretch.
The ones meant to be caught will give in, and the inspiration will bloom.
The ones not yet ripe will cling to their buds as do infant marsupials to cautious mothers.
Someday they will come to me with open hearts. I will find them when Time finds it necessary.
But this will only occur if the pen wills it so,
If the divinity follows the smile,
If the hormones initiate the happiness,
If the signals are administered by the brain,
If the brain understands the vibrations,
If the words create the disturbance that forces the writer to write.

Phone calls keep you real.
But I miss the song and dance
Of what used to be.

I could sit in silence with you for hours,
And nothing would change.
Somehow we've always been able to say everything with nothing,
And it's worked through tears since before we even knew who we were and what we loved.

I guess some things never change when eyes substitute for lips
And a heart has become a permanent home.

I had a *** dream about you last night.
You loved me
Plucked my petals gently,
Tenderly,
Caressed each single leaf and fiber of my stem
Like you've never nurtured such a flower before.
We made love like tomorrow would never exist,
We cried because we both knew it wasn't real,
We held each other in nakedness through laughter and tears
And we hushed each other's sobs
Because we knew it was too perfect to wake up to,
Because I knew opening my eyes would redress myself instantly,

Because *** with you will only ever be in my dreams.

Reality's always been a *****, but after seeing you naked I want to live behind drawn blinds and ******* myself into thinking
We
Can
Be.