Connecting to someone
Is almost electrifying:
When you first meet them,
You do not notice
The subtle charge building up
In the small things they say
Until their scattered words
Connect to the open wires of your soul.
And with a sudden electric impulse,
You see them in a brand new light.

Oh how beautiful it is
To really get to know someone.

With my head pressed on your chest
I listen to your breathing;
The rhythm of each breath
In harmony
With the pulse of each heartbeat
Like the lyrics of my favorite song.

Slowly waves of sleep
Wash over me
And the crests of my inhalations
Fall perfectly in tune
With the troughs of your exhalations,
And we drift off into different worlds
Together.

The end of all happiness
Comes from
Too much time to think

I hope your dreams
Grow into rose gardens
And taste as sweet as sugar

So you can wake up and smell the roses

And stir some of that sugar into your morning coffee

Our lives are about meeting people;
Some of whom are similar to us,
And others who are different
In almost every way.

We fall in love
With parts of these people,
And we wish we'd forget
Some parts of others;

But each fragment
Of each person
Teaches us something about ourselves.

And slowly,
Subtly
And poignantly;
We begin to understand ourselves
Through others.

My favorite thing to do
When I miss you
Is to climb to the top
Of my roof at sunset
Where we used to sit
And be engulfed in the beauty of
The never ending sky;

And just as your favorite song
Begins to play
And the scent of you lingers
In the air,
For a brief moment
The sky turns a mixture
Of the most beautiful pink and orange
Which then suddenly disappears.

And it is almost
As if the sky is telling me
That all beauty is ephemeral.

I wonder
whether it's you I miss
or the feeling of being loved.