I keep telling you
Our courses are diverging,
And they are,
By another degree with
Every ****** row,
Every irrational rant,
I'm not sure quite
How many degrees apart
We are now because we
Sometimes correct a bit,
But more than one I think,
It doesnt matter though,
Because with each degree
And 60 miles travelled
I'll be a mile away,
We travelled four years
Thus far and even from a mile away
I won't hear you any more,
That is a mathematical certainty,
But your hand is on the wheel,
Of your ship
And so is mine on mine,
And soon it'll be time to tack.

So innocently and beautifully created,
Though a life’s entirety can be utterly spent in search, imperfectly patient and imperfectly sated.

For that love you can be immortalised with,
Even unchanged by jealous Time, that weaves itself between hearts and minds, with nothing to take but only to give,
Though is it true lovers souls can forever live...

Life can be without and ones own life without in turn,
But life is no life at all without gentle fire that can be held with no burn,
A passionate fire that all mortal hearts deservedly yearn.

Love is truly more complex than mortality will ever know,
Seemingly with power to transcend our hearts and souls so much so,
That we can continue to be, long after our spiritual self is freed.

It’s easy to think we are so much in love today, and even more so tomorrow,
Though frightful to think that this Love may turn to sorrow.

Inevitably we may need to let go, we cannot keep what is merely borrowed.

I am Jimmy.

Funny how easy
Loves appears to be, until
It laughs with the other easily
Reconcilable "maybes"
That devalue your first "hello".

First, it began as "hello".
Little did you know how
Interested he would be in you, but
Reflecting on it now, you see how those
Tender tendencies weren't exclusive.

Finally, all you have left is "hello",
Like every other girl he knows.
Inevitably, you're one of many
Recycled pretties that thought
They were more than another "maybe".

My words maybe silent
          but the ripples carry on....

With every shore that I reach,
                     even though restrained.


Every wave is inevitably felt...
            no matter its touch.