Key (to boo and bean)

I do remember

When once you

Were my fall

Once when you

Prompted the harvest

Of emotions feelings

Those subtle notes

That changed me

From shade to

To to something

Else unimaginable a

Thing that what

Once was and

Now is what

Oh an afterthought

That coaster that

Clings to the

Class absorbing the

Humidity of quench

Am I just

A coaster placed

There to erase

That dripping thing

That you are

Or am I

That thing that

Pops your top

Releasing you in

To the world

3am (to Bean)

Absolutely the hardest

Thing in life

Is realizing that

You’re time has

Come that you’re

No longer it

Or that but

Yet perhaps maybe

They will remember

You at 3am

LoveWithout

We think that

Love just happens

Like a miracle

Oh no it’s

A spark between

A flint and

A rock igniting

Something completely separate

Love between two

Things is never

Theirs it occurs

Out here amongst

Other which have

Nothing to do

With it except

Bear their witness

ReallyDid (to lovers everywhere)

Gee I guess

That the only

Time that you

Miss the thing

That you’re missing

Is when someone

Fills it then

And only then

Will you realize

That all the

Things that you’ve

Been looking for

Didn’t really matter

But the simple

Things that you

Did really did

MorningMissing

Today life is

Showered in sheets

Of gray linen

From clothes lines

Snap and billow

High above me

Far off kisses

Land silently on

Perfumed paper and

Texts yearning desire

And longing ache

As this morning

Starts cool here

Missing you again