Borders are man-made
But the border between us is natural
I threw my heart away
From loving someone
so far and it landed into you
I long for you
But you long for someone else
That person denies you
Because of longing for someone else
my blood is filled with love
but not typical love
it is hidden and you won't
find it through appreciation
that is why it has less hue
but great saturation
my blood is tangerine blood
full of hidden love
but mostly hatred
I lie in a restless haze
As I think of your exceptional gaze
And those eyes of the purest blue glass
From a perfectionist's mold you were cast
My mind spins circles thinking of you
And wondering what I must do
To ask, to know to get you to tell
How can I ever know you as well
As well as I wish
As well as I can
As well as if we were one and the same
Without hearing every word you speak
And every single thought you think
And watching every time you blink
And your beautiful lips upon your drink
Will I ever feel whole
Without another soul
Without another person
To be so intertwined
That I barely can tell
Their soul from mine?
I let you go -..
far before you think of it
whether or not you are by my side,
doesn't change anything
I just realized one thing between you and me
and, with just one difference
it covers the possibilities,-
before I left,
it was you who had left long ago ..
I thought I can trust myself
giving my heart to us
I was wrong,-
there's always good and bad
fun and sad,-
it is difficult for me to distinguish those things ..
because it makes no difference
She is like the morning air,
the light that cracks through
my window shades
Softly saying hello.
As i open my window
the birds chirping
and a smile grows.
Gracefully.
She stands like a daisy
gorgeous to look at
But careful
She is fragile.
Gently digging around her stem..
Picking her up by her roots
Placing her inside.
Angelic.
Wherever I go, I see you
Whatever I do, I meet you
I can't breathe for us two
I do not want to
But what can I do?
Whenever I'm home, I find you.
I might be crazy,
I shall get lazy,
I must be happy,
I can get pretty
If you look at me
I'll set you free.
I am dangerous,
Dangerously close,
Closing doors,
Doors and distance,
My love for you continues to this day.
With our photographs and history I stay.
Writing stories of our life together
keeps me brave: Alive, and feeling better.
Diction, sound, and words compose my way.
Without, the house would be in disarray.
Today I moved your journals to the hall,
Last night I collaged our bedroom wall.
Abe, remember our gazebo in the yard?
I painted it with pictures of the bard.
Come to me, listen, Sweet, to the bird’s song.
Just a minute, sit with me, not for long.
We’ll read Shalom Aleichem in the shade,
snuggle like we used to. Then go, my Abe.
the reason I haven't forgot
about all the sweet things you've said
and done,
is because you have.
you won't come back for me
and I still love you.
you said forever
and that is hope that fuels me
while I wait for it to come true.