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  • Untitled

    You are the one I didn’t Know I needed. When it rains, I like to Imagine that the rushing Sounds it makes Is actually your heart And that I am listening, My ear hovering over the Place that I long to inhabit. We could make waves In a field of grass And make our history…

  • If I could ask you to

    Some days are easier. The faucet drips, The light filters through the trees And I don’t Immediately Think of you. My coffee is undisturbed And my toast is not burnt. But, There are days Where you are Present In every thought. My ice water perspirates, My dog begs. You are between the words Said by…

  • Day to day love

    I am a container without a top.

  • Language deficit

    There is this digital distance That is hard to lapse. Our time On earth Is so short And compared to how often You smile it seems even More brief. If it seems that my love Is an amusement Designed to thrill And abandon or worse yet A pool of water, still And untroubled You are…

  • In the Margins

    My fingers on paper losing their way. I draw circles around you, the empty middle is where my imagination lies.

  • Sweet maple

    When I touch you It is like my hand is joined To your body Like you and I have been made From the same soft And sweet smelling wood. When I touch you I imagine the rippling Of time, moving Us toward one another But, at the pace of a Shrinking star. Possibility And impossibility,…

  • Introductions

    You are luxurious In your laughter.

  • Corner locations

    we take place take our places migrate just out of reach though we don’t dig, we are buried up to our chests in silence our chests silent for a moment and we gain our breath holding it against our skin a barrier that moves like sorrow collapses revives and collapses again forget our cardinal twining…

  • Musings on a single topic #4

    What is fruitful? Lying Being honest Confessing love, If you don’t mind a bruised heart Staying in the shadows on a hot day My fruit bowl, red with a pedestal My mouth, during peach season Opening the windows when it is cool out Writing thank you notes Writing your grandmother Laughing with people you care…

  • Stop before start

    Left me alone. I found a way. Not your pleasure or your preference. My meaning steadfast. Heart beating. Body providing joy. You’re the shadow that falls behind me. I make my way. Knowing. Certainty costs. Retain my pride. Cradle love. Write letters to no one. Feel the waning moment under my shoe.