Trying to soak you up
forever ingrained in my brain.
Perhaps only for a moment,
But a permanent route.
Distracted as I graze
your solar eclipse eyes,
I'd stare into the sun
to feel that way again.

In another universe, only the two of us can fly 500 ft above the ground and under an old Amaranth tree is where we first said, "I love you"

We learned to drive together.  We spent time driving to see each other even just for one night. We never minded the radio station static.

My parents were not strict. I stayed all night at the bar, took cheap shots of brandy. You held my hand like it'll be the last.

In this universe, you never got tired of me.  You loved me the whole time.

We never cursed each other that one night. It only took a minute to realize that it was stupid. We never forgot we loved each other.

Here, you never lied to me. You never kissed that girl. Neither of us knew what tears tasted like.

In this universe, darling, we stayed.

You are sun and I am moon.
I'll let you shine throughout the day,
But let me glimmer at night.
And on rare occasions,
let us align
and the world will
stare in awe of our eclipse.

I am alienated from this feeling
until today.
It felt like home,
recognizable,
at ease,
simple,
without any motive to burn.

Not much of a poet
but with you I am an avalanche of words
waiting to be written in paper
and you just sit there,
unaware of the effect
you have on my spine.

You talked about the weather
and I am awed on the rarity that a
topic as mundane as the weather
can stimulate my already
shabby senses.

I love you.
You love her.
She loves him.
End of ******* story.