A woman's an isle, and men explore
He sails on and returns to shore
He docks and walks
Traces in the sand
Changes her with just his hand
He rests and loves and then he leaves
Her wind pushes through the sails and eaves
But I'm more, the wind carries her whisper
She needs you to come back and kiss her
I can be the ocean too
If that's what it takes to keep you
She rocks the sailor off to sleep
And holds her secrets fathoms deep
Dark and stormy, calm and pensive
His heart makes her apprehensive
He moves on with no resistance
Vows to carry him any distance
Miles south
She loses sight
Something lost in the pitch black night
Nowhere near her lovely isle
Blinded by the sailor's smile
He docks and walks
Traces in the sand
Changes another with his hand
****** and lost she's strung along
Sailor's charm a siren song

So
My thoughts are consumed by you
man who I hardly know
man whose name sounds like a cartoon dinosaur
man who is twenty years my elder
man who likes the company of other men.

Man who plants vegetables and herbs in his backyard
whose brother died in an accident six years ago
man who wears wire-rimmed glasses
and keeps his pepper-flecked hair combed neatly in a part.

I hope you will forgive me for being so forward
because your name has no business rolling off my tongue
when I am driving alone in my car
and the thought of you has no right to cast a smile on my face
like a reflex
natural and involuntary.

But I couldn't go another day
without saying I am not in love with you but you make me feel
something.
A lukewarm sentiment, I know, but you are fire
rushing down my throat
and not filling me up
and leaving my heart wanting (more).

Man who is neither short nor tall, thin nor fat
who keeps surplus basil in his freezer
man whose face I imagine so often I can no longer see
man who my hands so badly want to touch
man who will never love me.

I just wanted to let you know.

Sitting here watching you sleeping
Wondering if you know, it's my dreams that you're keeping
You are everything I want a man to be
Someone, in this world I thought I'd never see

Gentle but tough
Your touch never rough
Never rushed
My heart you build up, not crush
My scars you kiss
Not a one you miss
Even those on my soul
You try to sew

But your heart you gaurd
Someone broke it, made it hard
The words I love you will not pass your lips
The terror of those words grip

But babe you never have to say them to me
For you show it, I can plainly see
That love dances in your eyes
It escapes in your moaning sighs
As in my bed together we lay
So my darling, those words I'll never make you say
Because you show me your love everyday

Our relationship with the Earth
Can be defined by two choices
Parasitic or Symbiotic
We choose to be fleas
*Why not choose to be Pilot fish?

somehow, slowly
I fell out of it
maybe it was when
I opened my eyes to
prettier things, like
bicycles parked under
trees bearing red leaves,
like the way the willow branches
fell next to the lake, like
looking out of the window
at 6am and seeing the sky
light up, like
feeling the sun after the rain
the sweet humidity
maybe it was during all of those
moments, or maybe it was none
but I accidentally fell out of it
with you