Ask the sunset, how many love letters I have left for you in the evening sky

We're so broken inside
that we're suspicious of
everything that makes us happy.

I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.

Somedays
I feel the storm

Somedays
I am the storm.

I’d love to sit and talk
to you about the world,
the moon and the stars
but you’re as far
away from me as
I am from them.