I think I want to write about you, now and how you weren’t just another girl off the street, like so many people I meet.I want candor, I want graceI want someone who walks and dances with some paceand on our mutual friend’s birthday, you did just that. You walked in: black, flared pants withContinue reading “Lucky Charms”
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Chance
She is so much and then some — I cannot go into skin and mind detail or I will become a balloon, released into the sky. Kissing is something I’d do to taste all of you, not part. (Note: next time you’re on a park bench, pay attention to her eye color). Floating bodies orContinue reading “Chance”
Remember?
Tell me, almost a year ago, I sat in this same spot and wrote about the beginning of quarantine now it’s 2021 and not 2011, not 2019 nor 2020 hardship it’s continued inside days and different definitions of reality. It’s owning 20 masks for your 7 days of the week, weeks are still 7 days,Continue reading “Remember?”
Perspective
Some humans think in music — others, think in words, silence in the middle. Rhythm, beat, rat-a-tat-tat That some humans can have a melody swim into their consciousness, one of their own design, not a carbon copy from their Spotify Weekly, is a miracle. Poets, we, too, are miracles and, if you didn’t already knowContinue reading “Perspective”
Perfect Storm
What can I tell you about her? She is bold. When I met her I felt like lightning had struck the chair — I’ve written about suns before, but this woman is full human, full knowledge, full becoming. She strikes when I least expect it, becoming beauty around all of its edges, the tree branch,Continue reading “Perfect Storm”
Expectations
No more blind dates and no more forced chit chat; No more rushed sentences hoping that I’ll bite back; No more London blokes and no more blonde women; No more action before meaningful reflection; No more overstepping and no more indecision; No more pedestals and slow walking pedestrians; No more deep sighs across a deeper blueContinue reading “Expectations”
( love )
What do I want my love to be? Opening, free as one can be and she will open her arms to me, singing, praying to Earth’s wings to fly again. How bright, my love, how warm your body feels when your lips meet mine… how slowly we can meet, how gentle, how soothing. He willContinue reading “( love )”
But
I called Allie and told her: “That’s it?” Okay. First kisses aren’t supposed to be good, right? But can I think of kiss with a man that was “special”? Some felt special…but I never understood why. With her though… I felt a hunger beyond thought, beyond practice — beyond expectation and protocol. Do I feel that wayContinue reading “But”
Sun
You are a star in a sky I have not seen, you are a drop of rain in a hundred deserts and desserts because walking in the rain can be fun with ice cream and an umbrella, no? Your voice plants bits of light under my skin, your slender frame and well-styled hair have meContinue reading “Sun”
Fallen
She’ll be perfect for you– I know, Jo invited me. I’ll be standing next to you but not close enough, holding onto false hopes but no real dreams, only “but’s.” Your friend will be in the corner, mine in California remembering New York’s flaws and I’ll say “fuck you” because I’m from here– don’t youContinue reading “Fallen”
Reaching Joy 