23 and You and Me

Heavy heart. Price one pays for not having two bodies.

When night and day Separated us Our whispers came together Crawling into each other’s bed Or was it my bed, and your chair? And then… “And then?” And then your hand reached Through static and...

You dismissed my words, remember? You kept track of me to swat at a merest chance And months later, You sent me a philosophical missive For that, here is an ordinary poem Read this and delight in your reflection...

Is now the time
To graduate,
From life to death?

Seeing you first, I rushed From first fill of the heart, To first tenderness of a poem Seeing me then, you stared With that diamond look of silence Black from your black eyes Shimmering from your shining face Blinding...