There are some 
that upon return
have not changed 
though things have 
they have not 
they’re like a
frequently read letter 
whose message takes
on deeper meanings 
with each read
something’s don’t change 
dear friends being 
one love another 

Funny how when 
I did he 
didn’t and then
when he didn’t 
I did and 
now when I 
didn’t he did
when will both 
at the same 
time just do 
or are we
simply meant to 
never ever do 
but just be 
each other’s comet
seen every once 
in a while 

And in these
very early hours 
as the sky
turns from dust
to ocean blue 
the full moon 
slowly whispers across 
the lightening sky
like a child 
donning her first
pair of skates
alone on pond
except for dreams 

We fell from 
each other like 
leaves in the 
brisk Autumn wind
and scattered taking 
root somewhere else 
and now as
before our world 
has shrunk as
worlds often do 
finding us once 
again face to 
face but how 
cannot I just 
fold into you 
as once I 
did when we 
were just leaves

In a few 
hours you’ll be
here and there 
and everywhere all
at once whereas
before you were 
just there one 
grand open place 
of nowhere really 
just out there 
beyond my reach