Longing for what 
is that isn’t 
yearning for what
has never been 
both are musings 
of things missing 
one of thirst 
the other hunger 
a simple sip
will never satisfy 
a tiny morsel 
will never sate
oh such sorrow 
this slow suffering 
of love’s starvation 

I don’t 
ask to
be your 
universe I’d
settle for 
being just 
one star
upon which 
you make 
your wish 

Run and hide
but this is
not a game 
but survival strategy 
until such time 
as all clear
has cautiously sounded 
and even then 
eyes scan skies
then check body
following limbs to
fingers and toes 
all here too
still one piece 
it always comes 
from darkening clouds

Why ask the 
question what’re you 
looking for does
anyone really know 
why exclude millions 
of possibilities looking 
through narrow windows 
there are a 
bazillion baby steps 
between hello and 
let’s live together 
why wear blinders 
and risk blunders 
does a toddler 
win a marathon 
when they take 
their first step 
or do they 
head straight into 
the arms of 
someone who says 
yes you can