When I write fours
it’s because these words
have gathered closer still 
to the fire listening 
knowing that somewhere else 
is where they need 
to be but go 
they will not do 
finding warm comfort here 
with we and me

It’s like 
a shadow 
finally noticed 
once sun
begins to
set giving 
height length 
having been 
all along 
but light 
is what 
was needed 
for its 
dimensions to 
be seen 

You are 
a different 
kinda peace
I’ve known 
peace before 
but this 
new you 
peace rings
differently as
though at
long last 
they’ve added 
another bell
to the 
tower and 
now the
chime is
more harmonious 
when pealing 
bing bong

I don’t 
feel as
alone as
if alone 
has degrees
of depth
or distance 
as marked 
by desire 
as though 
the more
you long
the less 
alone and 
more lonely 
you are 
for miss
and yearn
too belong
to the 
warring loneliness 
clan whereas 
alone are
pacifists unwilling 
to fight 

My love 
won’t change 
despite however 
you do 
I don’t 
recall things 
already sent 
I accept 
that they 
might not 
be worn
or liked 
or treasured 
but they 
are to
me which 
is why