Quake

Sometimes I do think

That when we argue

We aren’t pulling away

But rather pushing closer

Like earths tectonic plates

That when words fly

We’re doing nothing more

Than figuring out how

We can comfortably lay

Closer together not apart

CityJazzMorningCoffee

There is just something

About delicate jazz chilly

City mornings and coffee

It’s like home here

Wherever here may be

And when you come

Out to me swimming

In my sweatshirt and

Nothing else to kiss

Me and sip mine

And sit across me

I know this much

City jazz morning coffee

Is all the heaven

That I’ll ever need

DancingFingers

One of my favorite

Things about loving is

The knowing and understanding

Lovers have a shorthand

They way they touch

Look at each other

The variety of kisses

Always say much more

Than words ever could

So why are poets

Who use words simply

Always the best lovers

Easy because they’re used

To seeing their worlds

And telling of such

With their dancing fingers

Cutsifying

One of the problems

With society is renaming

Behaviors with cute names

Grindr date for hookups

Ghosting for rude disrespect

Fake for the liars

And flake is crazy

When we cutsify bad

Behaviors we condone them

Let’s all remind ourselves

That shitty is shitty

And stop accepting it

HeartSong

I can’t remember lyrics

But I can hum

With the best of

Them I’ve always hummed

In fact I could

Whistle before I talked

There’s something to be

Said there I’ve always

Loved long before I

Understood and that tunes

Are the hearts song