L is for
lover.
And love between
lovers.
My love is for
ever.
Forever and
ever.
My body for
touching
for kissing and
hugging.
Love is for
making
me happy with
you.

not an appendage
not an object
not an accessory
not an image

I emit
I choose
I create
I use

with interaction
with sensing
with articulation
with maneuvering

I am a being.

There is not a meter
that captures the odd beat that we live
together.

There is not a rhyme scheme
that shows we live not in unison,
but together.

There are only these thoughts
that can be of comparison
to our time together.

In my mind, there was time.
I thought there would be
more time.

More moments to reflect,
as there is with thoughts
in minds.

But there I saw time,
and there I did think:
there was time

running out.

decisions, decisions.
I find I don't need to
make that incision,
and that this position
had not been envisioned

decisions, decisions.
why do i need to
make that division?
if not, would it cause
such a horrible collision?

the slightest contact
makes a small impact on me,
but the greatest mark

easy to allow
revolting and yet tempting
should I let myself?

first, was not love but
order of elimination

second, taken as
naive anticipation

third, as simple as
plain admiration

fourth, obviously
childlike contemplation

the hooped end of the needle
still pokes me

i keep thinking i am done.
that i am over him.
then a new wave comes.
and love again wins.

i wonder if i pray
then will god relieve me?
but i try every day
and all he's done is deceive me.

if i hate you
or if i love you
i really can't decide.
being in your presence
makes me powerful
and frightful
somehow at the same time.
i could throw you in a fire
and know it'd do me good.
but the fire within is burning
hungry for a taste
and for somewhere to hide.

Love rarely changes in one passing thought.
Love changes in the lack of passing thought
and then realizing this fact.
Minds are rarely altered from one new idea.

I cannot cry.
I wish I could.
I tried.
I can't.
I want to.

It will never be the same.
I said it but once
and you never looked at me
so tame.
You did understand
that you would never be the one
to blame.
It was at that moment

The walls have caved in.
Slowly,
the floor is unstable
and i start
falling through.
Slowly,
my stomach flops
and my sight and sound
are lost.
Swiftly,
my breath quickens
and panic
has stricken.
The walls have caved in.