It’s been a
Month that I’ve
Known you each
Day is something
New a deeper
Cut a stronger
Whack against the
Trees that we
Are coming closer
To finally felling
The other eventually
Leaning towards each
Other becoming one
In the forest
It’s been a
Month that I’ve
Known you each
Day is something
New a deeper
Cut a stronger
Whack against the
Trees that we
Are coming closer
To finally felling
The other eventually
Leaning towards each
Other becoming one
In the forest
And so we’ve
Turned that corner
From leaf to
Fall from lover
To friend from
Important to convenient
What was once
A priority has
Now become normal
But a bland
Tepid normal like
A cooling cup
Of coffee still
Packing its punch
But lacking heat
So many times
Before have i
Rowed these streams
That first rapids
Then dump into
A lake of
Complacency fine we’ll
Be the embers
Of friendship no
Longer stoking the
Flames of desire
And you said
Write for me
Don’t you know
Already by now
That when I
Write about you
I’m writing for
Myself by recalling
You as I
See simply you
I’m a selfish
Man capturing your
Beauty in words
Holding you captive
Here for only
Me to see
Oh and whew
We still dance
The dances bobbing
About each other
Like ice cubes
In a glass
Bumping and scraping
Jostling and dunking
Like checkers jumping
Over each other
Triumphant like snowflakes
Leaping from different
Clouds but falling
Softly slowly together
A field of
Wildflowers is a
Beautiful sight all
Moving in unison
With the wind
Until someone picks
A few for
A bouquet on
A table top
Now that one
Of many becomes
A One of
Few brightening up
A room or
A person I
Feel as though
I’ve been picked
By you and
Now became a
Thing of beauty
Just for you