And with you I've felt so much,
I've felt afraid, and through my
fear I have learned how to feel
brave. We stood on great heights
and did not stumble off, but
stood strong on the very top of
everything we knew. You showed
me how to love, how to live, and
with you my laughter left creases
in my face when I had smiled so
often. We ticked off that list of
adventurous things, and added
more items each day. We built a
relationship upon happiness, upon
youth, upon discoveries and things
well known. We were young; we
are young, and forever will be
smiling. At first, and at last, you
were something fascinating,
something different. And what
was the most different, was that you
really were. You stayed real, yourself,
an individual to look up to, to dream
of, to love forever.

people ****, but.... nevermindpeoplesuck
theycluckruckus in the wonderment. they can't trust trust.
they bleak speak. they last week a year from now, but somehow -
know how they don't remember. but they suspect.
and that's a cloud.
bold suns fumble the opaque  hail of our hardy Undone.
it shines the less.
we are mammals in the heaven of our ignorance.
but not god's fun.

are you ?

that's when the wind changed, when i asked. it dropped the last last of a  thousand afters -
and wrapped the tinsel laughing in the foyer of our discotheque.
that's when the elder proof took root in the cognizant. bore fruit and  [ clasped  rafter. ]
and perhaps a winsome blasting... though annoying, it's our affect.
but are you ? yet ?

and who's left to true ?
disaster ?

love is how this is.
the kind of visceral missive from a heat-seeking missile
to a wet spot temple. a rogue thumb
on the throttlesome pink of an eager peak
in the drowning boat. where the Man, whistles...

there are No Thistles

but Yes ****.

Let's exchange our pillows...

to share
in one anothers

dreams.