(2012)
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas