Day after day,
Not a moment too soon.
The place became empty,
Just a boy and his room.
Life's struggle is daily,
Sometimes hard to grasp.
More things to learn,
Again not much lasts.
But there again I will learn in life's gracious boon,
There will still be a place.
For a boy and his room.

I whisper to you
I love you honey.
I say four small words
Simple and sweet.
As a child may say them
when it falls asleep.
Yet when softly spoken
to you in the moonlight.
The dragon that guards
The portcullis to the fortress.
that is your hearts defense’s.
Lays peaceful and silent.
I walk past him
without fear or harm.
The rusted iron gates creak open
As you welcome me once again
inside your heart.

Today I learned that
humans are 99.9% genetically identical to one another.
That's an awful lot isn't it?

So please forgive me for having these mud-colored eyes of mine.  
For I know you cant compare them to something beautiful
like the fresh waters off the coast of Venice
Or to the first leaf of spring exposed after the final layer of ice thawed off.

Please forgive me for having this unruly curly hair
which you can never run your fingers through unless
you are okay with the amount of time it takes to untangle your fingers
from the mess I carry upon my shoulders.

Please forgive me for not having English be the first language to roll off my tongue.
I know I pay the cost when I cannot find the right words to express
how deeply I am in love with everything that is you.

But darling, if you must know one thing, know this:

Every cell in my body craves to show you
how infatuated I am with you.
This heart beats so loudly whenever you are near
it's a wonder it hasn't broken the ribs which enclose it.  
My fickle brain goes back and forth between
wanting you and needing you.
But there is no need to worry, my love.
I always manage to steer it in the right direction.

And because of all this,
I will never fear the day when you will no longer love me
because if everything within my skin loves you this deeply,
I know everything you carry inside feels the same way
because
today I learned that
humans are 99.9% genetically identical to one another.
That's an awful lot isn't it?

It is painful to know that it's too late
It is painful to know that it must be fate

Don't plan things ahead of time
Being confident is a crime
Because things don't go your way
And I consider us like night and day

So close yet so far
I'm still waiting for the wishing star
Hoping that someday that my wish will come true
Making the best decision at the right position right beside you.

I can’t help thinking
Of a man
That I pass

He sits
Growing iller
Each day that goes by

His skin grows more mottled
His hair
Turning Greyer

And yet
He still greets me
Each time I walk past

What is his goal?
What it his mission?
And what of mine?
What of mine?

He is homeless
I am a worker
He sits quietly
As I rush on past

Perhaps we are brothers
Eternally connected?
Yet he grows cold
As I fill my belly

I can’t help but question
This world that we share
My smile is empty
His is warm

He touches more people
Than I do most likely
And bids them good morning
As they walk on by

What is the answer
To such a strange riddle?
Who is the fool
In this game of life?

What if we swapped
If just for a second
Would his smile
Turn as empty as mine?

Would he be happy
To feel warm
And be comfortable?

Would I be lost
Watching people
Go by?