on a rainy bench
wondering why I still
think about you
———————————-
with so much chatter
bird drama must be
intense
———————————-
now that spring is here
I’m looking forward
to next winter

all the love in
the world can’t stop
the rain
in stillness, the breath
seduces the body to
sweetly surrender
even if I ask
he’ll give me
nothing
All at once
with her mind’s eye
she sees
through
resounding light,
her whole life.
Every breath,
each beat of her
heart.
The what ifs
and the should
have beens
d
i
s
s
o
l
v
e
in a farewell kiss.
For finally
she has learned
to live
most
intentionally,
most
unapologetically,
here
and
now.
.
.
.
I can taste your colours
they’re melting on my tongue
as I melt into you
.
.
.
the feelings are gone
but you still come to me
in my dreams
.
.
.
the universe
all of your humanness
in a gasp
…
a dusting of nothingness
.
.
.
her lips
once pumped with colour
fade away
.
.
.