i’m addicted to the intimacy of closeness,
but i detest the limitations of closeness.

i’m addicted to the freedom of openness,
but i detest the infinity of openness.

There is a woman, whom I know
You are so beautiful
Yet so often, she won’t let it show

There is a man, I may be he
I have always loved you
Yet so often, she cannot see

He won’t give up, no matter the pain
Somehow, I am the enemy
Were the last 10 years really in vain?

Warm light of Sun sets
Cold black darkness sets in


But did the Sun set?
Is darkness even new?
Or has darkness always been here?
Do we simply now have a view?

He is told he is the problem.
He is told “don’t blame me”.
He is told he has not valued.
He is told he cannot see.

He is told he is not good enough.
He is told others were better.
He is told she is not the problem.
He is told “only he has upset her”


Why, why oh Lord… I do not know…

This is my life’s calling, this is my conviction
I know not why, but I trust this is my mission
And while in this place of terrible friction
A “why” starts to appear among the most awful affliction

He knows he’s not perfect, he knows he has flaws
For these, I am so sorry
But he cannot find in good conscience, that he was the cause

She is hurting and confused, feeling such great pain
I am here for you my darling
There is much brokenness, feeling such great shame

She hides so much, even from family and friends
Please let me in my darling
He won’t leave her side, in this journey to the end

There is a woman, whom I know
You are so beautiful
Her opening up, is letting it show

There is a man, I may be he
I have always loved you
He hopes she will see

Speed in love
Speed to eat, from a rainbow
Speed to know, the sun shines for us
Speed to give, a heart an angels how

Spare me...
The reach of roles; worth endeavor...
Subtle likes, of when the earth becomes anarchy
Can't, a face see the life we were?

Candor, in a hand held
So to how, a vestige of resilience
Come by sense, a meet so little
Of how a soul can be, a lover's chance...

Save a wish
The times throw of light
Sense we shall know, has reality to relish
Stark knowledge of better, than a dread right...

To see what went away
In the might's of generosity
Just to become, just to say
We know love is life's virtuosity

And in the midst of
clinging to both
Undecided of
which hand to hold
You have ended up
losing them both

perfume samples at the airport
lukewarm bite-size samples at Costco
the first chapter of an ebook.

a whiff, a taste, a peek.

do you want more?
will you commit to buying the full product?
or will you keep searching?
chasing? craving?

it seems to be inexplicably conditional -
for some, you’ll stop dead in your tracks,
knowing to stock up.
for many, you’ll move on,
forgetting you ever halted to try it.

but maybe you’ll remember how it felt,
deep-down it resonated with you,
and it’ll affect your other future decisions.

what makes us fall in love?
what makes us tether,
souls tied,
minds aligned,
keep choosing to fall with each other?

Do you love me?
I commit to you
From the core of my being
I commit to you
I commit to your well-being
to your good
in all its multitudinous facets
Emotion comes and goes as the wind blows
But, what is love if not a commitment of the heart?

If I speak honestly,
What resentment should I harbor
For how words are received;
So long as you, too
Speak the truth, earnestly?
My commitment to honesty dies
At the prospect of a lie.
Brought as like a cat,
Planting at your feet
Dead mice