give me some of that
dead leaf scented deja vu
one where we are two
73.7mb later...
it feels dumb to mourn
essentially one warm day
yet my heart still breaks
dramatique
loss is loss is loss
bathing in a sun shower
this path never ends
transitions
a collective sigh
shed the layers you have built
welcoming the sun
remainders
to hazard a guess
with this distance between us
we see the same stars
and on starless nights
the rhythm of your heartbeat
keeps me close to you
and i tell myself
love’s uneven remainders
will take time to heal
wake up
The warming sunlight
Doesn’t care how long you sleep
It has work to do
the difference
and the heart will break
scabs over time become scars
there’s no need to pick
park bench
Those who do not try
Will never know sweet success
Or bitter failure
putnams
tonight has been hard
reminded of your beauty
and what could have been
sitting in fort greene park
9/13/18
i find myself at this park during the nighttime often. it’s as if i forgot what crickets sound like. a late summer evening sends my mind wandering.
the voices will fade
night breeze steals away the time
the end of summer
with one cricket chirp
green slowly fading to gold
reminds me im old
a dull spot in black
how i swirl around in it
longing for your spark