It was
friends first 
and monkey 
business followed
along by
intimate affection 
and desire 
but as
the tide
of same
went back 
to sea
we were 
but two 
children being 
besties and 
playing games 
in sand

At first 
I thought 
a magnet
but now 
I think 
a mirror 
not exact
in image 
but eyes 
oh yes 
for only 
those who 
have looked 
upon the 
heavens wishing 
can see
the stars 
there in
another’s eyes 

Even though 
we know 
we continue 
to discover 
little nooks 
and crannies 
of each 
other maybe 
simply overlooked 
or forgotten 
these little 
tidbits crumbs 
and morsels 
whet our 
appetite for 
the sweet 
sometimes spicy 
often sassy
meal we
create together 
and savor 
with every 
single bite 

When you love 
someone so much 
that you’re willing 
no not willing 
but actually happy 
to let go 
that simple act
itself is the 
definition of love 
love isn’t selfish 
love doesn’t keep 
what doesn’t belong 
love gives away 
even love itself 
and sometimes when 
the soul has 
finished its growth 
sometimes briefly and 
sometimes for longer 
it comes back 
to the very 
one who initially 
set it free 

One more 
just one 
be it
poem kiss
or touch 
for just 
how many 
are men 
afforded now 
how many 
precious things 
should anyone 
ever have 
despite wanting 
or needing 
the gluttony 
of treasures
doesn’t increase 
their value 
but rather 
decreases same 
make the 
few count
cherishing one