When her leg brushes mine,
It’s just a simple touch.
Laid down in the grass with me,
It’s really no fuss.

She's such a lady,
Lovely gazes,
Make me feel hazy,
Waiting for her hand.

May it be love next time,
May my beloved nest-time.

Big boy,
Smiling on the outside.
Grinning,
masking for those nearby.

Laughing
at his haircut.
Deep breaths
tough guy—own up.

Big boy,
colder than an iceberg.
Brother,
melt a bit when life hurts.

No use
feeling so rough.
Deep breaths
tough guy—own up.

Big boy,
Big heart.

Please

don't change

my love—

i'll stay,

and slave

my tied heart

away.

Please,
don’t spill
your glass
of dreams.

They will soak
the rug,
be absorbed
by the mass,
flatten out,
washed away,
and forgotten.

So, ease
into doubts.
All to do
Is endure
for another day.

It’s a girl,
Just like you,
Waiting for the bus
With those coffee curls.
It’s in the way they twirl
That she reminds me of you.

When I saw her,
My heart paused-
A quiet pull
Toward yesterday.

I’ve found solace
In yesterday-

For yesterday is no more.
No worries,
No weight,
Just a fading memory
Of your coffee curls.

The earthy scent
Still warms my chest
As I wake
Lost again
To yesterday