Eloquence is comprehensive beauty.
Brevity shows a command and respect of time.
Wisdom breeds their concurrent existence

When distance separates and too much time has passed
Just outside the door I stand with excitement
I feel like a magnet
so close to its opposite partner
the invisible pull stronger than steel

I open the door and all my baggage falls
then I set my things down and we embrace
I feel like the last puzzle piece
discovered under the couch
fulfilling the final perfect fit

Your brain isn't supposed to have feeling
But I do, and this feeling I love
I feel like a waterpark
made for young endorphins to play
*every curvy slide in my brain for free

Calluses are not only for the working man's hands
They're for the white collar march
from comparing things of advertised brands
Shallow thoughts leave your soul parched

Deceased from years of collecting money and things
Though you can, money doesn't really count
Deaf to the song of life when it sings
You can't buy it back for any amount

So while it's hard to keep track of love, joy, and peace
keep count
for they matter most

I am in love with a woman who loves me
it is not perfect and I don't want it to be
no one knows what perfect looks like
home runs are best hit after the second strike
Ease fills my mind and chest with her
we aren't anything like we once were
She's my branch that's new and strong
green with flower and birds with song
in all shades, winter, summer, and spring
I'll forever remember the meaning of this ring
and the many rings as our tree grows
strong in the storms and the wind that blows
for we are a tree combined now
intertwined

I remember my trembling lips
as I took that first step
and the family of eager eyes
That warmed my path ahead.

I remember your calming hands
That held me tight and steady
And the sweet whispers that shone
from behind your shining eyes

I remember the delicate words
Flowing freely across our tongues
And how the tears were welcomed
By the sea of smiles.

I remember getting lost in the kiss
And how every kiss that followed
Found a frenzy of flutters
That each shared a story.

I remember my widening cheeks
Feeling no force, but comfort
In the forest of embraces
And in the one that meant the most.

I remember the warm wind
Roaring through my hairsprayed hair
And not caring, but grinning
at the soaring sights as we flew.

I remember how we danced and swayed
and laughed and sung
And clung to one another,
savouring each second that passed.

I remember taking your hand
And gliding up the winding hill
Oblivious to the sharp road
beneath my weary feet.

I remember the sun that gleamed
Through the crisp cream curtains
As your arm wrapped me gently
And I slowly awoke

My faded pictures will always be there
to remind me that you never will again
Never will I lose the ability to care
about you, my dearest friend

I will never understand why it works this way
how a "see you later" becomes a lie
How it still hurts such a long time after that day
when I made new tears that I had never before cried

Tears of equal parts disbelief, helplessness, and pain
They dropped from my eyes onto my shirt
soaked through to my heart and stained
old but still as fresh as the next morning's dirt