OnePlace

I imagine you here
here where you’ve been
but now your space
out there lies empty
it’s always out there
where I notice you
not there or here
where I am but
I know one place
you will always be
it’s that one place
no one ever sees

BackForth

We always double back 
you and I do
we always seem to
find some reason to
whether good or bad
we seem to be
the gum or paper
on the shoe bottom
stepped into maybe unseen
but always under foot
you say you do
I know that I
find you in places
you have never been
a mirage you appear
as though you should
be there with me
but you never are
so back we come
and away we go
me being the tide
and you the beach

Intimate (for SweetPea)

And standing 
there moist
in towel
you iron
the days
armor as
I sit
sipping watching
wondering knowing
that soon
you will
dress but
in brief
shy interludes
I will
see flesh
that only
the intimate
ever do

MorningStorm

Imagine if you will
we were laying together
here in my bed
listening to Satie or
Bach and against my
window we hear the
tap tapping of rain
as you turn to
me and I dot
and dash the same
code on your chest
my fingers becoming rain
and your body land
would you move closer
to the storm of
me or pull away
oh I think you
would inch inch inch
nearer and your laughter
would roll from your
lips like thunder claps
heralding love’s morning storm

Hear

I heard you call
from the other room
just as I sipped
it’s a habit you
have of calling me
just as I sip
or chew or eat
causing me to delay
and you to call
again thinking that I
don’t didn’t hear you
honey I always hear
you I never don’t
ever hear you because
I listen for you
like a child holding
up a sea shell
knowing that he will
hear sounds of sea