A common thread our swanky prance
Obdurate circles while we dance
Harmonious we'd make romance
And for each other we'd enhance
With eloquent and wanton stance
While willingly we take the chance
To reach across unknown expanse
And though akimbo not askance
We flaunt unfettered by durance
While at each other we would glance
As if enraptured by a trance

Einstein's Relativity tells us that time slows at fast speeds,
So much so that it stops when travelling at the speed of light.
As you look up at the stars tonight think of this:
The photons that travel across the universe to your retina,
Are created in the depths of a star and destroyed within your eye,
In the same instance.

Skies like sheets of shale
floated above our pretty heads,
shedding fat drops of rain
upon an unseasonably warm
December day in Michigan.

I broke free from your grip
beneath our shared plastic umbrella,
ran into the yard
and spun around six times,
arms outstretched like an albatross,
face upturned to the miles and miles
of unbroken grey clouds.

I stopped and called to you,
fly with me.
as my palms turned up
and reached for you, involuntarily.

You laughed, staccato,
and your ambiguous smile
was nothing more than
an ugly daguerreotype
set before a landscape
of compassionate trees.

I'd rather not get wet,
you said

and I think
I've always resented you
for that.

P- ain
L- ingers
E- verlastingly.
A- lways
S- uffering
E- ternally.
H- ell
E- ffaces
L- ove
P- ermanently.

You think I wanted to change you but all i ever did was accept you just the way you are. I accepted the good and bad and i loved every part of you but that wasn’t enough.
You think I wanted better, but you were always what I wanted, nothing more nothing less. I simply just wanted all of you, every piece.
You think I never fought for us but I did, I stayed when you needed me most because to me you were worth it but you never took the time to fight for me, for us.
You think I never loved you the way you loved me and you're right, I loved you even more.
You think I tried to control you but I always gave you the freedom to make your own choices and you kept making the wrong ones but I loved you anyway.

A look deep in to her eyes and it subtly pushes in to a trance,
her lips in a smile curl,from where a primordial memory dances,
much deeper than visceral, in effect it's clearly transcendental
she becomes a pointer, to the quest entrenched within soul

I want to ask her this, how does she transfer her subtle essence
to me with such effortless ease, as if we were bound together,
with few words, looks and touches,like the dance of a painter's brush,
a way to connect so quick, or is it an existing channel that has opened?

An experience without parallel in life, so exhilarating to me
to discern, internalize and imbibe, a zen beyond human logic,
wasn't she a presence, in the deepest layers of my psyche?
an apparition that came to light, when the time was just ripe!