did you ever talk
to me about the we that
you believed could be?
or did i hear it
underneath your hidden thoughts
wrapped between your words?
did you ever talk
to me about the we that
you believed could be?
or did i hear it
underneath your hidden thoughts
wrapped between your words?
the spaciousness of
my home when i alone am
here– is staggering.
this feels like distance
i’m clarifying my space
you’re my best teacher
Family is formed
when bonds of love we feel are
unfathomable
i like to create
within a defined structure
it helps me distill
i do miss sleeping
next to you– but i also
love sleeping alone.
letting go teaches
the most valuable lesson:
what will be will be.
if a springboard is what you are
why not propel me as high
and as far as possible?
beyond threat
of imagination or existence–
past sighs and romanticism
spurring challenge and transition
expansion and separation
a limitlessness
that few can fathom
jumping up and beyond
an unquantified chasm–
allowing for the possibility
that you might imagine
soaring alongside me
defying definition.
leaving doors cracked
makes it impossible to
open any wide…
this perfectly arcing circle
roots stretching down infinitely long
through layers inpenatrable
by all but our love
its perfectly arcing circle
carving through time and space
existing within and without
beyond any parameters previously set
your perfectly arcing circle
exponentially expanding
encapsulating continents– entire planets
engulfed in a love unencumbered
my perfectly arcing circle
constant and true– timeless
without borders, each cell rhythmically
expanding and releasing– an easy breath
our perfectly arcing circle
a continuous dance, lasting lifetimes
solid steps and rooted turns
falling endlessly– into outstretched arms
the edges of myself 