This Room Is a Woman,

The bed, seducing me.
Reducing me.

This room is a woman,
Her Skin, it shimmers.
The Walls,  they whisper.

They inject in me regret,
These Devouring memories.

This Room Was My Woman.
From it,  *I could Never Leave..

A Poet's broken heart is like,
A Katana in a monk's arms.

All my life, I've been around some of the strongest of women.

True inspirations. All unique and incredible in their own way.

From a mother unafraid of a patriarchy to her mother, who treats age as just another logistic.

These past few months I was lucky to again, live among some of the strongest women I know.
Every day, intentionally or not, was a lesson to learn.

From them, this I learned:

*To live with grace and pride.
To love the the little things,
Always have wonder on my side.

From opening up, trusting a disruptive world.
To speak freely,
Yet always have a loving word.

To learn, to create.
To improvise,
And know that life's too short,
To refuse to compromise.

To care for all.
But care for the self just a tad bit more.

To make the most of a warm, sunny day,
Ride my bike a lot, if not everywhere.


To live fierce,
To love free.

And to apologize for being all you can be?

Never.


For this, I thank you.
For you, forever grateful.

To some of the strongest women I know.

You are infinity.
The stars, the moon, the sky.
Resilient, beautiful.
You are genuine.

You are the earth, the wind,
A river untamed.

A magnificent tree, reaching up to the skies.
Deeply rooted,
To the ground upon which you lie.
A shelter to those in need.
I thank you for all that you are,
I look forward to all that you will be.

Just want to wish, in my special way.
To you, a Happy Birthday.

Things have changed, to say the least.
A long time it's been,
Not many words did we speak.
Though something within me,
Something says,
Some things will never change.
The core of this,
It remains the same.

Separated by seas,
Even by time, as it may be.

I know, though, of yours,
Heart,mind, soul and all.
Are stronger than never before.
From seventeen to Twenty Three.
I'm glad to have been there for it all.

A beautiful inspiration
You will forever be.
Someone to look up to,
For others and for me.

Happy Birthday, Gol.
With another year older,
You get that much closer,
To the world being your very own.

Unconditional

I have my heart on my sleeve.
But you've got it on a leash.

The rhythms playing in my untamed soul.
You strum them out,
So beautiful,
The echoes.

I live to see the light each day.
Unknown to me though,
You are my light.
You illuminate my way.

Unconditional.
Now I know.
The love I have for you is real

Unconditional.*
That love, **that love which I feel.

That day, the last day I met her. She
told me something I Will always remember. She told me,
"We might Never meet again, never see each other,
But it'll be okay, time will allow us to Forget, we'll move on to live
beautiful lives, You and I. Full of newer memories, newer joys.
So, for the last time, My Love
- Adieu."