In a palace without windows
I was curled up
Facing the wall
Too hurt to speak.
He perched on the edge of the cot
Like a bird,
Ready to fly
At a moment's notice.
"May I..."
He started.
"May I read your palm?"
My heart smiled just a little
At the thought of our
Favorite childhood game.
Without my answering,
He took my right hand
In his.
Using his warm, strong hands,
He splayed out my long fingers
And traced the lines on my palm.
"That's strange,"
He said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"You have a lonely line."
And before I could ask
What he meant,
He showed me where it was.
He gently drew a line
From the base of my thumb,
Up my arm,
Across my collarbone
And let his finger linger just above
My heart.
"It must have grown a little
Every day you were gone,"
I whispered.
"Do you have one, too?"
His golden eyes smiled.
"As a matter of fact, I don't."
"What?"
I was disappointed.
"I don't have one,"
He said as he moved one hand
To the small of my back
And the other to my chin.
"Because it went away
As soon as I heard you sing
Tonight."
And he gave me his first kiss
And stole my heart
In that palace without windows.

Please stop showing up
Just when I am thinking about
The way I wish things were.
Life is a fairy tale, but wishes come
With work
Not just the serendipitous lining up
Of four little digits.
I know this
But
Maybe if I just wish...

Have you ever noticed
That some of the most beautiful things
Would go unseen
If we all wore rose-colored glasses?

Berries and
Sky and
Faded jeans and
Oceans and
China teacups and
Forget-me-nots.
Morpho butterflies in the pit of my
Stomach and
His eyes and
My
Heart.

Do you know
That I pulled my fingers out of yours
Because I was scared of *how wonderful it made me feel?
Do you know
That I like you...
An awful lot...
But I am terrified of hurting myself
Or worse,
Of hurting you?
Do you know
That your smile is the most amazing thing
I have ever seen?
Do you know
How much I miss those
Quiet moments in the dark of the wings,
When you let me put my head on your shoulder?
Do you know
That I cou**ldn't sleep
Because of the ridiculous
Warm-fuzzy-floaty feeling you gave me
When you said that you adored me?
Do you know
How badly I want to kiss you
Kiss you
And hold your hand
And never, ever stop?

but i didn't feel a buh-boom
no profound i am

just a pulsing you

then what was the question?

Well-made cover
Better on the inside
You make me laugh
And cry
You smell like experience
And feel like an adventure
And I wish I never had to put you down.

The first time you reached for my hand
in the quiet dark of the wings.
When you pulled me close
as we watched the Christmas lights dance.
And then the ride home
when you held my hand while you drove
and kissed my fingers as I dozed off in the passenger seat.
The tingles that shot down my whole body
when you kissed my forehead.
How big you smiled
when I gave you a peck on the cheek the next day.
The way you looked at me
when we were supposed to be getting a mop out of the janitor's closet
and you covered my cheeks with kisses instead.
The way we fit together like puzzle pieces
and paid no attention to the movie.
Your pulse in your neck
as I snuggled closer,
and the way you just breathed deep with your face in my hair.
In all these little moments,
you filled all my gaps and put all of my broken pieces back together.
If only you could know how much I long
to live forever in these moments.
If only you could know how much I love you.

I know that it is highly likely that
As a young thing
I have yet to know love.
But part of me is terrified
That if I have no comparisons yet
That I might
Just might
Have love. Right now...
And not even know it?
What if I miss it?
I won't ever get it back.
I know that it is highly likely
That I don't know what I'm saying
Let alone what I am feeling.
But...
What if...
I love you?

drinking the orange juice
after
brushing your teeth.

There is a legend
A myth
That says
Once, a very long time ago
People-
Humans-
Had four arms,
Four legs,
Two heads
And one heart.
People-
Humans-
Were powerful.
Powerful enough to scare almighty
Zeus.
So he split the people-
Humans-
Into separate beings
With two arms,
Two legs,
One head,
But only half a heart.
Sentencing the people-
Humans-
To spend their lives hunting
And searching
And feeling... unwhole.

Every once in a
Very long while,
A person-
A human-
Is lucky enough to
Find their other
Two arms,
Two legs,
Head,
And half of their heart.
Darling
I think that maybe
We
Are some of the lucky few
Who are whole again
Strong again
And powerful.
Powerful enough to
Scare the
Gods
With our
Four arms,
Four legs,
Two heads
And a heart
That is ours to
Share.

She took her tea with sugar this time
and waited for him to call.
The gate made creakings on its hinges
but he made no sound at all.

The sky is falling
Down
    
     Down
          
          Down
To rest in china blue shards on the cracked pavement.
The icy shrapnel is like eggshells
And the human race is left to wander barefoot.
The sky is gray
Because the ground is blue.
But from a distance, the crumbled sky-ground
Turns from azure to the red-violet of a cloudy sunset.
As the human race walks barefoot
They bleed ruby and merlot with every step.
The ground is purple
Because their feet are red.