~

come sit with me
i'll tell you secrets
secrets buried in the
far side of the moon

like how your name and mine
and the word 'love'
have two vowels
for a special reason

how words like
'heaven' and 'chrysanthemum'
cannot be spelled without
your name in them

how that smile of yours
could abate the void of
a thousand galaxies

and how everytime i make
a vague outline of my soul
i end up with a picture of you

come sit with me

how sometimes i wished
i was a crocodile
so i had no tearducts
or a earthworm
so i would have five hearts,
you could break them all
and i'd still not cry

how i could spend eternities
interpreting abstract in the
neverending brown of your eyes  
or writing love poems at the
back of your palms  

as march unfolds like a mayflower
this thursday feels like
a delectable dream
a dream that belongs only to us

come sit with me
come sit with me  

~