Distance (to Brandon)

Oh distance you

Sleep miles from

Me which is

Too far even

The inches between

Us seem like

Oceans come let

Us moor our

Boats to the

Same dock and

Scrape together as

The seas press

Us tightly together

BeWithMe

We bathe in

The smiles of

Each other swim

In the laughter

Splashing each other

With jokes and

Teasing bring each

Other the calm

Of embrace and

The affection of

Kisses be with

Me tonight and

Let’s create our

World of passion

Again (to Brandon)

Today we meet

Like old friends

To share a

Crust a bowl

Of soup and

A pint of

Ale to reconnect

And share stories

Of self discovery

Every single lifetime

We do this

Find each other

Across the eons

Together again finally

Not at last

LastPresent

Finally when all

The other presents

Have been opened

A small package

Is found tucked

Behind the lowest

Bough not the

Prettiest or the

Biggest not the

One that screams

Here I am

But the one

Like a seashell

Contains the sounds

Of the ocean

Unwrap me you

Did and upon

Peeking inside you

Found my heart

Beating there slowly

For it is

The last present

There to open

ThisOurMorn (for Brandon)

I imagine you

Sleeping in the

Bed of fifteen

Pillows there naked

Under linen sheets

Curled into yourself

If I were

There is unfold

You like a

Newspaper and read

Your sleepy eyes

And light lay

My lips to

Thine awakening you

Slowly to this

New our morn