I wouldn't be alarmed
if you should go;
I've never been afraid
of mice you know.
I wouldn't watch you
take your leave;
I've never been the type
to sit and grieve.
I won't shed tears
now that you've gone;
we were miscast
and never got along.
I'll clean and wash
just as before;
prepare my meals
shut every ******* door.
With closed curtains
I'll cherish privacy;
I'll be a glad recluse,
if by chance, I need to be.

I spent forever searching
for a girl whose lips tasted like Cherry Coke with wisdom
seeping out of her throat as she spoke

they are a couple
who've loved long
their kind of love
is ever so strong

they've shared and cared
with hearts of devotion
they'll be forever entwined
in the deepest of adoration

their marriage has withstood  
many a storm filled day
they've encountered sunny
dawns along the way

they are a couple
so well matched
their years together
so beautifully thatched

the birds in the trees
sing with an effulgent glee
they sing for dear Robert
and the sweet Dee

their song is a tune
of everlasting love
which God has gifted
to this pair of doves

and here i am again
at the intersection
of pedestrian language
& old wives tales
swallowing gum
like 7 year memories
opening umbrellas inside
cause i can't seem get away
from all of this rain
i ******* with my left hand
cause i was told
back in highschool that
"it feels like someone else is doing it"
it gets me wondering
about the difference between
losing you and finding out
that some one else found you
or my sleep
or lack thereof
its starting to tear me apart
i keep having this dream
where you are in
an unfamiliar body of water
trying to wash my poetry
off of your hands
or the one where
something happens in my chest
every time you sit
on someone else's bed
i'm tired of feeling like something you've misplaced
but don't have the heart
to look for anymore
tired of you saying my name
like you're trying to bury it
i'm tired of wondering
if you can tell the difference
between the absence
of my voice & silence
the other day
i almost started sobbing
at work when a woman
asked me about
our equipment
i was explaining how
things come apart
and almost mentioned your name
it made me think
of how you used to say
things like "what would you do
if i showed up on your doorstep
one day?" now, i haunt
the windows in my house
i don't leave for weeks at a time
i sit on the porch like the dog
you didn't shoot behind the shed
the one that refuses to die
until you come home again
i told somebody once, that
you didn't even know
what my voicemail sounded like
i wonder if they thought
it was because you
are so important that i never
let it ring that many times
before picking up
or if you dont know
what it sounds like
because you've never called
you can't be the ****** weapon
and the search party
i'm tired of all the seats
to the ferris wheel in my chest
being empty
tired of your voice
being the one i look for
in abandoned places
that one sound i beg
to bounce back
down vacant hallways
i just seem to stand there
in all of that quiet
like someone looking for a mistake
on an eviction notice
so i guess the hardest part
isn't letting go
it's forgetting
you ever had a grip
in the first place
and since you've been gone
i wonder if when
you pushed yourself away from me
you used your left hand
so it felt like someone else did it

(To my other half  who calls me his Light)

Let me  shower you with rays
Of the sunshine on my face
Then we will both sing and dance
Let us not waste time but enjoy this chance

Forget the past and look at me
There is sunshine, can't you see?
My smile's the one that keeps your day
The one full of joy while gloom's fleeting away

I am your light, I am your love
My love for you is as white as dove
Together we will face a brand new day
With this love in our hearts that will forever stay...

It's not your big body that I ached to see
but the company that you bring to me

It cannot be the lust that most human feel
but a deeper longing that only you could heal

It's not about your face that I want to kiss
but your eyes that see my soul that I really miss

It's not about your arms as my pillows at night
but the comfort you bring when you're visible at my sight

It's not only your hug that I really long
but the half of my heart where these emotions belong

It's not only the word that I want to hear
but the warmth of your touch so I'll never fear

It's not anything physical and material, my man
but something rooted from heart, something spiritual

It's not anything that this world can give
but it is your love, only with you I want to live!