Little Boat

You’re
thousands
of miles
away
you’ve become
a dream
a memory
you come
to me
in dreams
I don’t
remember

Lost
like a boat
set free
in a storm
you drift
further
out to sea
while I remain
ashore
watching you
bob and toss
in surf

just like my
dreams
of you
makes me toss
and turn
at night

I remember
months ago
when you
slept
next to me
in the little
row boat
of your dreams
you bobbed
and tossed
you’re dreams
taking you
out to sea

and farther
away
from me

All Night (for Juan)

The west
is midnight
blue like
mascara
and the east
has begun
to bleed blue
like blue gills
we used to catch
off the pier
in northern
Wisconsin
sunlight
like icycles
began to fall
on the comforter
beneath where you
slept the sunlight
danced on your
eyelashes
making them
twinkle
the slivers
of light
caused your eyes
to open slowly
still bathed
in sleep

turning to me
you opened your
eyes
and looked
at me

weren’t you
here when I
fell asleep
you asked

yes
I replied

all
night

Behind (for Juan)

The west
was dark
still
lights
from Waikiki
dotted
buildings
like fireflies
the east
began to lighten
like the frosted
hair of women
the sun glistened
in your dark
hair like tinsel
on a Christmas
tree
stirring
you rolled
next to me
your body
pressing itself
against me
like a napkin
absorbing
a spill
I felt
your heat
your breathy
whispers
of good morning
and other
mewing
soon
you were
atop me
and the lights
to the west
and the sun
to the east
were behind
us