it takes four to move and wander.
it takes three to be the reason to stay awake.
it takes two to grow the love and to survive.
but it only takes one to make it all happen.
you

I want my love for myself
To overflow
And I want my overflow of love
To seep over onto you
But for now
My cup is empty
And maybe you can sense
That I have nothing to offer you

I
Tried
To be
Perfect
For you...

You
Rejected
The concept
Of perfection
For me...

I
Gave
All that
I had inside
To you...

You
Ignored
And returned
Just emptiness
To me...

I
Slept
Weeping
And thinking
Of you...

You
Stood
Wide awake
Wanting nothing
Of me...

Take a drag
Look up
Feel the void
Hear the silence
What are we?
Matter?
What a silly word
Who decided what matters?
That ever present phrase
It matters it’s important
Because, because they said so

What you think
what you do
what you say-
that's prayer

This fragile heart
sometimes bursts into
the tiniest shards
                  of infinity
clear as crystal light
yet empty
as an ocean, waterless
longing
to be filled and filled
over and over
as I would fill you
to the brim
overflowing with
enough life
and love to heal
a thousand
                aching moons

A bee
staggers out
    of the peony.