Things

You know that

You’re over it

Finally when all

Those special things

Become normal things

Once again like

Cleaning a chalkboard

Allowing now new

Normal things to

Become special things

With someone else

LikeYouMeanIt (to boo)

When you approach

And foreheads touch

The beads of

Breathy humidity hangs

Like tiny clouds

Plump with rains’

Longing and desire

And right before

Our lips touch

I whisper into

Your open mouth

Kiss me like

You mean it

HeartSleeve

My sweet Bradley

Take your heart

From your sleeve

And tuck it

Away back in

Your chest saving

And keeping it

Safe for another

It’s difficult to

Unpin hearts from

Sleeves but hearts

On sleeves prompt

The feeding frenzies

Of desperate carnivores

Hunting the weak

Squirrel it away

Keep it safely

And let those

Hungry for anyone

Starve to death

LongLongLast

And like a

Lagoon at rest

After a deluge

Long after the

Thunderous storming cacophony

Of unexpected change

Blows on past

Most everything once

Again dips drops

And finally dies

Decomposing down below

At the bottom

Allowing newness to

Float clearly above

And in clarity

Bright things seen

Swimming and shimmering

Darting and dancing

While the past

Settles down at

Long long last

Pining

How does a

Dog not hear

The call of

It’s master or

The leaves not

Feel the wind

Or the sand

Not feel the

Incessant pounding surf

Or the daffodil

The chill of

Frost and yet

You suppose I

Am supposed to

Not miss you

When wherever I

Am you are

Except right here

And here and

Yes over there