pillars marred by time's decay
an undulating stream of minuscule
daggers, the four suns stab
stone and skin alike
ribbing shores of merciless
compassion and the future
is impetuous

i smile for now;

we hang out for awhile

just on the couch

        no white forests, no cute chocolate boxed romances

        no notes, all smiles and all pearly white teeth

                                with less words and letting hours elongate        

                silent stares, you let me know you've fallen

                        in love with        my        lips

and         for one, i think i        am just fine with        that

        before yesterday becomes the same as tomorrow

                i think i'm okay with you and i

                                        for now;