It is so rare 
to find someone with 
whom you get along 
not just tolerate but
blend like watercolors that 
lose their definition when 
painted together someone who 
knows your song and 
hums along at the 
same time you sing 
it is so rare
to find someone who 
effortlessly folds drapes and 
delicately hangs around you 
without distraction or delusion
someone who somehow does 
those very things naturally 
a mirror a reflection 
a complement a spice 

There’s something about 
someone who brings 
his smile to
yours a generosity 
of heart and 
comfort of mind 
it’s then when 
the soul giggles 
there’s something about 
someone who brings 
his eyes to 
yours a saturation 
of knowledge and 
a depth of 
curiosity this combined 
is what I 
both remember and 
look forward to 

He leaves today 
but never gone 
still sleeping likely 
dreaming of home 
we did try
to build something 
together once but 
we each had 
work to do 
on our selves 
separately it is 
so rare this
coming back again 
stronger than ever 
forgiving the past
planning the future 

I hate goodbyes 
and see you 
soons aren’t better 
they just pluck
my heartstrings which
I thought were
out of tune 
but with him
they just sing
and now I’m
beginning to think 
that just maybe 
he’s one of 
the only ones 
who can improvise 
a simple tune 
into a symphony 

When I look 
at you I
see love not 
love of you 
for me or 
love of me 
for you or
love in order 
to or love 
because of or
love between us 
I see love 
and I see
it when you’re 
sleeping and when 
you’re laughing and 
when you’re thinking 
and when you 
catch me looking 
over at you 
and I’m certain 
that when God
was thinking about 
how love looks 
He was thinking 
just like that