don’t say sorry, I want to tell her

do what you like, I would say to her

you’re perfect, I'd confess to her

take all the time you want and never feel bad about it, never apologize for the way you exist, especially the way you do it, which is so breathtaking I feel I might fall through the floor because I am standing on clouds

is what I wish I could say to her

watching you adore the world is stunning enough for me to spend my whole life doing it
I could gaze at you gazing forever and never be satisfied that I had seen enough
don't regret all the seconds you spent simply looking, listening, and breathing in all the beauty you could find
I do the same, and it is the reason I look at you so often

The goddess of the spent moon skulks to her feathery bed of fiery dawn.
Wrens through the uplands wend the fence weft with piecemeal straw.
Lips painted like pomegranate groves, dashed with fructifying sweets.
A kiss is a far-off and warm opening of lips like the sun into forest gleams.

i want to love you
with my mouth open
i want to love you
without words

When I get online it says you’re active
but in life you’re so distracted
like this **** is so contrasted
that I’m seething
as I look for some meaning
In your leaving.

a torch? Are you going to
burn this city down? A candle
reflects the glint in your eye
through its very soft light.

Why carry
a rope? Are you planning on
hanging yourself? A string can
pluck a pretty song.

Why carry
a saw? Do you want to cut
down the trees? A pocket knife
would be just right to carve
our initials for lasting memories.

Why carry
a grudge? Do you want to
further the pain? Forgive and forget.
And I’ll do the same.