I know the meaning of love
I know you say
you do too
and perhaps  you do
but
I know the meaning of love
the crying out loud of love.
the desperate despair of love
the doubt of love
the reaching out of love
the pure joy of  love
the desperation of love
the don’t do this of love
the endless hope of love
the not feeling all right of love
the wonder if this is love
the question of can this be love
the sadness of love
the screaming out of love
the tears of love
the pure joy of love
the I can’t do this anymore of love
the right of love
the wrong of love
the me in love
I know the meaning of love
I know you say
you do too
and perhaps you do.

I guess this time
I’m really leaving
I guess this time
you can see
my heart is  really
bleeding

She died before her death
But no one noticed

I heard you called
I didn’t hear
someone told me
next day
too late
next time
if you need me
shout.

I am too many thoughts
for my little
brain.

we were all right when
it was easy to be all right
beautiful blond children
and music all night
lazy languid days
and sleepy morning goodbyes
wall street dinners
and New York City cries
too much of too much
an abundance of abundance
lay a path to our redundance.

You slip though my fingers now
like fine sand
although you grew to be you
beneath my hand
you are everyone
I ever wanted you to be
just better
than I hoped you could be
and you wear yourself
so easily
like you are exactly who you
were meant to be
you inhale the day
like it’s here to stay
or not
you make me smile
with pride
by living out loud.