3/4/2011

Please,as you go
Turn around to me.
Please, as you move on
Take your memories
So when you are not here
Not there
Or anywhere
I will not know or search
where you once were.

I want to stop writing
To you
Talking
To you
Seeing you
On the street
In the studio
Never.

I Breathe when I am alone
Because thats when you come
In the cool air
In the checkered light of the lamp
you gave me.
Then , I fall asleep
And .maybe I am alive in those hours.

Those hours
Without You
This year,
full of hours
Without you.

This day has finally come.
We have arrived at the place
Landmarked by your beautiful tombstone.
You said, to kiss the joy as it flies.
I only want to kiss you
with closed shut never-to-open eyes.

Runaway
Take me with.
No, that is not what I want.
Peace
Breath
I desire
Pain -to stop.
Stop now.
I am hopelessly hopeful
That when I see you again
We will both know.

But deep in me
I recognize the dark knowing
You did not know me then..
I only knew nothing
But even that was my perfect combination.