Weave

What I do know

About love is that

Love is the fabric

Of the Universe and

That each time that

You love someone else

You are picking up

Another thread with which

To weave your life

Espresso

It’s a funny thing

Every single morning I

Start with some coffee

And every single day

I think wow this

Is the best coffee

Ever but is it

Or is it the

Best because it’s today’s

We spend so much

Time remembering and hoping

That we often forget

That one simple steaming

Aromatic creamy strong cup

Of morning warmth sitting

In front of us

Yes I mean you

My little own espresso

TimeMachine

He makes me happy

He brings out the

Boy in me and

I bring out the

Man in him an

Elusive exchange of roles

One that provides memory

And one that provides promise

One that allows recollection

Of happier easier times

One that affords hope

For a better tomorrow

Our own time machine

SetSail

You know at first

It’s so damned hard

To let him go

But like a vessel

First set to sea

That place the old

Place gets smaller and

Smaller with each passing

Hour then you’re nowhere

And then finally then

You are somewhere else

New full of promise

And not broken promises

ComingOut (to Jay)

So you said it

You told the truth

Why you asked me

Is being yourself so

Hard because the world

Doesn’t understand things that

It simply can’t accept

As normal when normal

Isn’t what they do

So you said it

To families and friends

That you are gay

And now your little

Corner of the world

Knows what normal really

Is because you are