I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,

but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

I've witnessed a multitude of things:
Things I never thought I'd see,
things that never existed,
and things that exist only in the privacy of my own mind.
However,
of all the strange and typical things I've seen:
The way she moves is the only thing that's made me look twice.

She placed a scarf in my hand
on a cold and rainy day,
lavender lace
laden with the scent
of Oscar de la Renta.
That would be
the last of us,
I lost her on that day.

She always had a penchant
for fine fragrances,
I always had a penchant
for elusion.

I ran to hide my secrets
in a place I couldn’t be loved
and zombied along for
two decades and then some.

Occasionally
when women pass in
crowded halls or shopping malls
their trailing wake radiates
a breezy scent,

a swirling memory
of what's been lost,

a stinging pain
for that which
slipped away.

lend me your heart
just lend me your ears

                                         I will tear you apart
                                         I will play on your fears

lend me your lips
lend me your thighs

                                        I will give you my hips
                                        but then I will cry

lend me your arms
and lend me your shoulder

                                        I will do more harm
                                        I will simply grow colder

please lend me your soul
lend me your mind

                                        I will make you un-whole
                                        I will leave you behind

  
    you've always known I was a flight risk

If an easy rain
would make the rocks slippery,
he would hold my hand.

Evening swells and spills
across his back and farther.
I collect handfuls.