For You My Friend.

In the beginning, you began to begin creating me...

Drawing lines across my face
a smile appeared
Lazily caressing my back
and I inhaled
Lips grazed my own
and I felt human,
the warm comfort of being
wrapped in cellophane
the shell of an emotion

Stay away and I dissolve
Come closer and I disintegrate
Only severance will sustain me

(be)for(shawdow)

How does the moon forgive us?
By quieting the starkness of the light
and paling us, in comparison to,
the unparalleled unfathomable inexplicable.
Oh, the sheer hubris of even trying to compare
Opens the abyss of our inadequacies.

(and the kitchen door swings in the breeze)
(and the petal gently floats to the ground)
(and the breathe is thoughtlessly given)
(and the eye is lovingly lowered)
(and the seed is silently growing)
(and the stream is ever flowing)
(and the heart beats only once)
(and the smile is hard earned)
(and the raindrop is created)

How does the moon forgive us?
By casting a silver glow in the night
and paling us, in comparison to,
the unpredictable immeasurable immaterial.
Oh, the sheer hubris of even trying to compare
Creates the underpinnings of yearning.

Openocean

This reckless ship
Runs against the tide
Desperately attempting to reconcile the notion of
Home
And I'm trapped in your soft smile,
gentle touch,
The whirlwind of remembrance.
Stranded, abandoned, mid-ocean,
How do I find a compass that leads anywhere but you?
The constant torment of the wind, sleepless nights,
Just to catch a glimpse of nostalgia.
Floating on the open sea, directionless because the only direction
is away.

And worst of all, you remain on shore, unaware and indifferent.

Past, present, the blur of time as it fades into lapping waves.
(I want to remember, but not to hurt.)
How do I change the sun, the wind, the tides, the earth?
How do I mend the hull, the cabin, the heart?
Solace, eventually, find me, will.