As You Wish

I weep
That we
Were not good
Enough

I long
That you
Would see you’re
Enough

Clutter from time to time
Mismatched clothes
My dawdling
Our difficult workdays
For you, were too much

Brass rings collected
Passports filled
Our non-fictitious Florin acquired
Love, had you’d let it
For me, these were enough

So Much Us

Excitable
Calming songs

Morning grabbers
Midnite wanderers

Strangely enough
Far too much becoming more

Omnipresent
From somewhere else

Covered in that certain rust dust
Perfecto

Moving together
Are we ever