followings: 9

the light can change,
we see things differently.
perhaps
what was and wasn’t
meant to be.

but i know this:
you left me still a man,
and though there’s little else
i understand,

i wish you well
wherever you might be,
for light can change
those few things we
can see

followings: 7

the days i still recall
as much as any nights;
but men don’t think that way,
so women say

misunderstanding runs
while sympathy still limps,
and yet, it doesn’t have to be
that way

i think that i know well enough
the boundaries and lines
that we must have to shield off
who we are

yet days i still recall,
as much as any nights —
the lunches more than just
the caviar

followings: 3

she checked to see if anyone was looking,

before the choice was made to light the fire;

in days when commonsense was clearly lacking,

and nothing mattered more than pure desire

 

but in that moment, just before she turned,

he truly saw how blazing hot

she burned