i will be in love
for as long as your smile
brings my head to a boil

be warned,
you do not want to
see me grieve.

Always say hello
to the songbirds and honeybees;

You’ll never know when
they’ll say hello back.

grey whips slash in circles
around where we stood,
face to face,

and when you reached up—
touched my cheek,
the tendrils stilled...

to see what all the commotion was about

your passive immortality
will bring you nowhere,
but back to me.

as the red bird soared
lower over the valley--
i heard its lament.

it left a searing agony
that stirred a loyalty in me
i never knew i had.

lower your glass
and drink in solitude,
to a dormant, coiling hope.

ever so agonizingly,
i whisper to the void
to ****** a single wish—
that is, to submit to being full...