Sadly you’ve become
That absent spice
Noticed upon tasting
A spoonful of
Something that one
Thing that you
Forgot until it’s
Missing one part
Of many that
Now creates this
Dish called me
Category: Bean
Wind
Like the wind
That brings rain
Like the wind
That rustles leaves
Like the wind
That whisks heat
Like the wind
That falls snow
Like the wind
You I never
Listened to until
Now when I
Don’t hear it
Snowflake (to Bean)
I miss you
But since you
No longer read
These you’ll never
Know just like
The first snowflake
Of a blizzard
Never understands what
It itself started
When it decided
To alight on
My warm tongue
FirstAndLast
There are two
Things that I
Hate most of
All the first
Kiss and the
Last the first
Because it’s never
As good as
Expected and the
Last because it’s
Never ever as
Good as the
Very first one
GoneLost (for boo and bean)
Sitting here today
I’m present to
Lost and found
Something lost can
Be found again
But by then
It’s too late
Either you’ve discovered
A replacement or
You’ve learned to
Do without it
Keep important things
Close to you
Because once they’re
Gone they are
Gone for good
