The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
It has never changed My heart’s inclination. I am still drawn to you. Having known you I cannot see you
For an instant I touched it Greatness was upon me I wonder Do you know it?
Blessed to see Even momentarily To touch The greatest of heights reached by two people of one mind
Take care In how you engage the battle of who can care less. though it may
This is where I am Though I fail to treasure it I am still right here
The battle rages on Leaves me weary Restless and weak But at This moment
I know That you still feel The same as I do I know That it can only
Self Determination It’s never free There is always a cost Self determination Requires
After the party Red solo cups and used rubbers filled with unrealized potential, liter
I want to have it all A full meal with all the flavors Of the single morsel You fed me
The way to a man’s heart Is through his stomach Or so the saying goes But things are seldom So simple as that
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
Naked and unashamed The garden abandoned Acceptance exchanged alienation in judgement alone
All the spaces between. All the things left unsaid. They are like the air packed into a vanilla milkshake