I wonder if I’ll ever know,
Who I really am.

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.

"It is never too late to be
what you might have been."

Like fireflies, they dance
around my head, teasing,
promising resolution.

I can't catch them,
too quick for my heavy hands.

Movement on my fingertips,
but the light dims just as fast.

Frustration closes my eyes.
Defeat sweeps my mind clean.

...

My eyes snap open,
The light blinding,
and finally,
pen can meet paper.

you gentle soul
smooth creature
the one who loves through grace
and moves unapologetically
i love you especially

you dip, you turn, you smudge,
but yet you seem still and desolate, vibrant colours from your reflection, smothered by the disease of life,
it injects itself into everyone but,
people know not of its presence;
you seem to be the only one.