I’d like to show you something.
If I may, that is.
Then again,
of course . . .
you wouldn’t be here
if you weren’t interested.
Here. See?
This is small
or maybe not much
(to some people)
but this is all I have,
or so I believe.
Or maybe this is bigger
than anything
I have ever dared to share
or show anyone before.
I think it is important
to know that at some point,
you have to allow yourself
to go crazy.
You know?
You have to let your body free
and feel how it feels
to defy the senses
or be wild enough
to steer away from complacency.
There is something that I know for sure
which is the fact that
it is tough to be down
especially when you know
you have to get back up.
Nothing to me
is quite like the sunrise
or as hopeful,
like when the sun
evolves like an orange yolk
in the palm of tomorrow’s
great horizon.
None is like this
None.
1)
I sit still in my thoughts
and lay silently
beneath a sea of stars,
late summer
and the world is on fire.
I lay resting in some kind
of infused world now
which has become new to me
without expectation.
And I say new
but somehow, I know
this was always intended.
Safe to say
that I know a little bit
about my desires.
and, yes,
it is also safe to say
that no one can match me
when it comes to the way I think
or feel
or in short,
no one can match me
when it comes to the way I desire you.
No one.
No one can match the way shadows
appear in your sunlight
nor could anyone see or notice you,
like the way I see
or notice you.
No matter what,
I don’t care what is said after this
but this has to be said
and yes
this has to be said
by me
and yes this has to be said by me,
now.
1)
I come with no excuses
and to be clear,
explanations
are not the same as excuses.
And so,
if there ever was a goal
I wonder what it was
or what happened
or when we decided
to abandon them
like something lost
along the way . . .
Or wait
maybe this is like the way time
puts distance between us.
I wonder when it was
that I stopped wondering
about the dreams
that went deferred.
1)
What would I say
if I could say anything at all
that is, and so, I wonder what could I say
that would make a difference?
Or at minimum
what would I tell you
if I could tell you something
that would wipe away
the sorry yesterdays
or clear the cobwebs of our cowardly secrets?
I have said and told you
if I could then I would.
But like my childhood saying goes
If I could, I would
but I can’t so,
I won’t.
I suppose if you asked me
or if you wanted to know about
what I love most,
then I would have to say
it’s the way you twirl.
No seriously. . .
It’s the way you manage to dance
(somehow)
when you walk or gaze at the sea
and you do this so purely
and beautifully,
even while the rest of the world turns
I watch you to see you
deep in thought.
God,
How does the do this?
I love how you smile,
or how you manage to maintain your posture
even while the world around you
is heavy
or weighing you down.
