He sometimes comes up in your stories too.
Fondly I think of him, but would he remember?
I certainly still do.
You act like he no longer exist.
I know better than that tall tale.
The one of you and him,
No longer seeing one another. There,
Among other things, is one pain.
The pain of the truth, and memories made.

I often blamed myself for tragedy.
You said not to worry.
But you also said he doesn't matter,
And that there is no hurry
To see the new.
You know, what that told me?
You weren't ready for rude,
Awkward battle between you and him.
You said you were, of course,
However, that's never how things end.

I have hope for the two of you yet.
It's said that you hate him.
You did drop a few threats,
One on me, in the beginning.
For that I don't know why.
Nonetheless, I also thank you even if someone else is winning.

If I'm not told
I am not whole

I don't need your affirmation darling,
but some attention would be nice

mystery is only good for its journey

& I can't go around picking up nothing

freedom is a bird deciding
which way to fly

and freedom is choice
to appreciate

all the gifts
others have

a time of waiting comes
unexpected

a time to look around
to see what love is saying

I sit here,

            cat on my lap,

            an evergreen forest in my lungs

                                    and silver fish in my heart.



Your blue eyes are beneath these typewriter keys,

                                    behind every sheet of paper.



“I will always find you,” you whispered as our stars ripped apart.





And you did,



                        on a May night warm with sangria and bonfire:

                                    we made eye contact

                                    and our souls crashed



                                    into each other



                                    like wave against wave,



                                    starlight against starlight.

Dancing is like life
When it's good
It's real good
It's amazing
Sometimes you dance alone
To the music of your own beat
No one else can hear it
You may look like a fool
And will be misunderstood
Sometimes others step on your toes
Or you're not feeling it
Sit this one out
Wait for your song to play
With the right partner
It's like living in a separate world
Shielded from the outside
Protected from the *******
Even time loses meaning
Dancing until the last song is over
It might not be the right time
Or the right song
Yet you keep on dancing
Until the music stops playing