I have come 
to now understand 
that not only 
am I a
lover of words
but that we’re 
in a relationship 
of desire and 
of abandon of
absolute affection and 
the kind of 
affinity for one 
another that runs 
so deep and 
so far that 
it is the 
spark which ignited 
absolutely everything else 

Here with coffee 
just one cup 
I remember how 
upon hearing you 
ask for another 
not a cup 
did I give 
but a kiss 
and you said 
oh how I 
love morning sweetness 
be it coffee 
but mostly you 

Accepting one’s enough 
is different from 
undervaluing ourselves for 
we never know 
our worth to 
another accepting enough 
is about you 
and your happiness 
others want treasure 
and frequently they 
see that in
you be that
be just that 

I would rather this 
than ever have any
of that for that
will never be this 
and this is where
I have finally found 
that I could swim
and isn’t just that 
what we’ve both wanted 
and separately dreamed about 
so why would I 
ever so much as 
want there from here

Friends new bring
spark but friends 
old bring warmth 
who doesn’t like 
that first ignition 
that colorful blaze
of something magical 
but who doesn’t 
prefer to huddle 
closer to the 
the hearts cuddle 
where secrets lay
waiting their turn 
and whispers be