Hey Stranger (Mr.Wiz)
Congratulations!
I truly am happy that you are so happy
I just miss the **** out of you sometimes
If you ever go poly
or single……
sure hope you find me
(again)

Gotta feel those feels
     hitting hard today
                    and
                     yesterday

         You are here
         You are not here

I try to stay here
           when I feel like I don’t
                        exist

I have no claim on your time

I have no claim on your memory

I have no claim on your heart

How is that freedom?

You chose the bottle over me for 27 years

You won’t get that chance again

He makes my body want
…….

to break

I did it in the kitchen

but not done yet

another set next weekend

to the home soundtrack

Wilco

Brief visit in the garden

At first I cast myself
     as Eve
  just seemed logical

On second thought -
    I was the apple

I see the memory of
      my juices dripping
          from your chin

I had the strangest thought
as I pulled up to the stop sign

You lifted your finger as if to wave
when I signaled you to proceed from the
four way stop

and I thought
“What if that was a potential ….”
the possibilities endless
and the moment lost

You and I

will never be together

and

yet

I am tethered to you

I want to feel the *****-le
                                         of
                                    your
                     ­           Skin as
                          your body
                  a puzzle piece
             snaps into my Z -
         curve thighs juxtaposed
     mine back to yours front joined
melted melded mended most effortlessly

I feel the weight

     of you

your pores singe my skin

but

     only in memory

now

Pushed up against the wall

     and

begging for more

(I had Blue Note coffee this morning-for the first time in a VERY long time- hint of cinnamon….)

Carpet of copper needles showing the path to paradise

I did it for me

But I was thinking of you

That day you got off

    my pain a prescient phenomena
of the future of our union

No worries

I wore misleading “white”
You stated misleading vows

       A sanctified (doomed) promise of fornever

The crack in the surface of it….
     a circular pattern
     suggesting the continuity of
     encounters with pain

As I consider the years
     the fears
     the layers of time
     holding me close

I feel the deep
     connection to it
                         to you
                         to it
                         to me
holding on to the idea
                         the fantasy
                         the figment

I choose to walk away
     from you
Big trouble
     and allow my heart to settle
          into the
          absence of you.

I’ll be the first to admit
     I’m a little
          Fluffy

Colorful

          Spun

And
  Melt
      In
        Your
            Mouth
Sweet

sometimes I miss you to the point that I feel you pulsing in my bones vibrating in that rhythm the tempo
yours and yours alone