You’ll never be as young.
Your skin will not be as bright,
Hands will not stay steady,
Black hair will become white.

But, your wide smile will
still embrace the world.
Wise mind full of memories
And a heart made of gold.

In the evening
all the hours that weren't used
are emptied out
and the beggars are waiting to gather them up
to open them
to find the sun in each one
and teach it its beggar's name
and sing to it It is well
through the night

but each of us
has his own kingdom of pains
and has not yet found them all
and is sailing in search of them day and night
infallible undisputed unresting
filled with a dumb use
and its time
like a finger in a world without hands

i don't know why i try to fight you
there's just so much of you
you're so big
and i'm so small
so i fight
and squirm
and scream
and scratch
you whisper
"shh...
look at me.."
[and nothing has ever sounded so dripping in heat]
and i can't fight you anymore
just sweetly surrender
and let you overpower me
just the way you like
[just the way i like]
command me
and i
will
obey

Summer's warm currents retreat
the advancing brisk amber sunsets.

Submerging the world under
the reign of enduring starry nights.

The maples blush as Autumn whispers
the gentle lullaby of Winter's sweet breath.

Erasing Summer's memory with a crimson brush
preparing the golden landscape's long frigid rest.

~~~

To be what they want
Is to win a battle
To be who you are
Is to win a war

I liked to feel
Yours hands
Not quite on my
waist
but just below my
ribs.
you'd put your hands
there then
pull me forward
Till our chests touched
and we were one.
you'd look into my eyes
And I could see what
you were thinking.
I'd lay my head down
with my right ear
Over your heart so
I could hear it get
Faster
And faster
and faster
Till one day
It stopped.
and I looked up into
Your eyes and
they were gone.