I shouldn't love you

Yet you have a way of manipulating

Gravity

I fall for you even when standing still

The Girl I Saw Today
Was unsure
Was okay with being unsure
Was unsure about being okay with being unsure
Was in love with tactileness
Wanting to touch everything around her instead of feeling it

The Girl I Saw Today
Was lovely with expansive overwhelming experience
Had her doubts thrown out her head as she tipped it backward
Her brow furrowed oblivious to any love

The Girl I Saw Today
Hadn’t broken any walls like it was supposed to
Didn’t suddenly hit a switch
Or change from black to white

The Girl I Saw Today
quite quietly felt an air of glimmering comfort pick her up
Throw her forward casually
Knocking her slightly off balance
But blowing her exactly into position
To another step of the waltz
in the Rond de Jambe of life

I step behind you,
stumble over rocks and   someone's lives.
but you don't turn around.
perhaps you are long gone in this universe.
a star, that died millions of years ago, but still pierces the thick blackness.
is somebody listening?
it's too quiet out here.
explode with noise.
you walk ahead swiftly-
I can't keep up.
Froze like a popsicle in summer sun,
dripping down.
i only walk where you were,
only am what you've been long ago,
only breathe what you exhaled.
am I the already non-existant star,
the light of which still lingers in the air?

Now that I know what
This means you can't do it to
My brain anymore

I seem to think often of the,
whispers of Angel wings
in the devils ear
late at night,
Pitter patter,
of smokey,
wet, rain drops,
falling
carelessly
upon the late blooming
moon flower vines,
I wonder what secrets,
the wings of Angels
whisper,
into Satans silver ears?
Secrets the rain drops carry,
to the flower vines perhaps?~agb

The first thing that registers is the warmth
The feeling of it on my hands
It's revitalizing
Like a cure
Spreading through my veins
Bringing dead cells back to life
Then the color
I was never able to imagine the red sea
But now it is in front of me
Spilling and spewing
From...you
Now there is only you
What to do with you?