Once found 
frequently finished 
twice removed 
finally released 
what am
I asked 
the riddle 
am I 
a stain
a cousin 
or stranger 
no you 
are love 
in the 
hands of 
a lover
who doesn’t 
understand how 

I spy a leaf
hovering high above my
head like my expectation
of something more between 
us sit and gaze
I do dreamily wondering 
when you will fall 
landing upon my shoulder 
but fall you don’t 
but rather stay there 
my disappointment in you 
as my leaf has 
all to do with 
my dream of you 
becoming something you’re not 
than it ever has 
about me letting you 
be the little leaf
that you beautifully are 

It was just 
my dream you 
after the nightmare 
him that left
me too vulnerable 
that I hitched 
and latched myself 
to the first 
wagon I saw 
the chain which 
I hooked to 
you might’ve saved 
me but like 
an anchor tangled 
in my silt
slowing you down 
bringing us both 
to a standstill 

Early AM coffee 
and lover aboard
skittering about bathroom 
water and soap 
brushes brushing brushed 
towel dropped naked 
and then dressed
kiss touch an
over the shoulder 
goodbye and I 
left here wondering 
what just happened 
oh right morning 
with my cyclone 

The reason why 
I won’t is
because I can’t 
you see this 
old heart which 
I thought was 
made of rubber 
is made of 
glass and I’ve 
just now finally 
found all the 
pieces from the 
last time and 
glued them together 
I didn’t think 
that I would 
or could or
ever should again