Happy

I know you’re wrapped in bedhead 
Blue
That I’ll never get my blanket
Back
That you don’t own a funny 
Bicycle
That a fast one, you are
But
I know I’m happy I never left you 

Finally At Last

I’d give much, save the sun
To watch what he’d have said -what he did say-
About all this
And where he looked when he said it.

What thoughts too, do the others share from the bottom of their dear hearts
-would you ever share them with me?

You. What about you?
Sit down, slap the ground and bid me come near.
What do you need me to know?

Quiver

Would that you’d write me
A love note I’d be
A breve note
A base note 
On violin’s strings

Ink my sweet heart
Quill to my skin
Join your hand
With my hand 
The wind ‘neath our wings

Despite The Hill

I will not 
Devise a grand plan
Stopping
Loving

The enthralled and free
Delusional and sane
Utterly and parsed
Pure and unholy
Life-giving and breath-stealing
Broken-down and built back up
Stricken and strong
Emptied out then flowing over

Way 
That I
Have loved
I cannot

decidedly

 time 

will 

tell the tale of how you would stack these rocks 

whether in rows or rings or to reach the starlight 

it may not be for me to know 

behind me is water 

a half-written life 

arms reaching ahead 

and north 

an imperfect I love you flies from my hand 

with a tail as long 

as 

time

lovely as a book

Such is my soulmate
A book
A hardcover Guide To Kindness

This marriage 
No industry harm shall it do
Mixing anecdotes, poetry, humor

For love is truly love
Each genre held in high esteem 
Original edition, sacred

Swoop

I cannot
Bring you back
Can I 
Breathe in you new life
With a breath all my own
How will I
Erase your pain
I will not

I shall not
Dishonor your story
Shall I
With my wish to the stars
Diminish your scars
How could I
Erase your name
I could not