I crave to leave
Lingering kisses on
Every.
Single.
Birthmark.
On your body

I see you,
In the bright, blooming hibiscus,
In the gentle flow of a creek,
In the morning sun.

I hear you,
In the wistful caress of a violin string,
In the rattle of the oak leaves falling,
In the coo of the rock dove.

I smell you,
In the gardenias that beckon me.
I taste you,
in the bead of the honey.

I feel you,
In the soft droplets of spring rain,
In the hollowness of my bed.
In the beat of my lonely heart.

I miss you,
The way the white-winged dove
Misses the sky when it’s caged.
I feel caged by my longing,

My yearning for you.
I will never have you wholly.
Through my senses, through
Nature, I behold you partly.

I’ve been sitting in the bathtub
For fifty-six minutes,
Shower running,
Counting the water drops
On the wall.
I see you in each droplet.
I see your face,
Your smile deliquescing
Into molecules
I can no longer find.
Water drops are
Memories long forgotten.
I’ve counted 3,871.
I still reminisce.
I still love you.
To contain my lament
Is to count droplets.
To you,
I’ve dissolved into
The past.
To me,
Well...
3,872...

you told me I needed you, 
now look where i am now, 
without you

-s.r.

The moon shines brightly
My soul is bounded to it
And I fell in love

Polaroid sunshine;
I'm a pyramid scheme
people want to watch
drop dead
in a bowl of soup.

I didn't know you were unhappy.
Somewhere
when the dishes sat drying in their rack
and the baby fell asleep,
like the rats neglected in their cage
I overlooked it.
Wrapped in weighted folds
of sleep deprivation,
headlights not yet through the fog.