I wish I could
give you what you
desire but I can’t
I can only give
what I now have
and if that isn’t
what you so desire
then you and I
are the things before
and never will be
there’s no us in
me in either me
Category: Life
Night
And so just when
the lights went out
and I slowly drifted
like the fresh snow
outside of my window
and my thoughts began
to dance from one
to the other scraping
what was left of
the day into the
waste bin I felt
your hand touch me
and something inside ignited
as though someone had
struck a match to
a lantern and then
I knew that whatever
my day had been
it was far from
over and it would
stretch quietly into night
Moonset
And from my window
I watch as the
moon dances through the
sky waltzes actually or
maybe just shuffles like
the lonely wallflower boy
at his first dance
hopelessly moving and wishing
that someone would ask
but no one ever
does so alone he
does what he so
desperately wishes he could
Such is the moon
tonight so full of
shine and yet so
lonely if only one
might but never does
LoveIs
Love is
at least
to me
the very
breath of
God itself
and until
the day
I die
I will
breathe in
and out
as many
times as
is possible
ParisMorning
There’s this one
song which reminds
me of you
you and me
when in Paris
on a cold
morning pulled together
just enough money
to buy just
one espresso and
one chocolate croissant
and we shared
both of them
huddled closely together
next to the
Seine and under
that one tiny
red striped awning
naming the place
but like the
song and place
I cannot remember
their names but
who and what
and where then
I’ll always remember
that soggy simple
silly Paris morning
