If. You. Please.

Stay close
The day is well
On it's way
Full of promise
Not promises

They become empty so quickly

I am here
You should be
Somewhere near me
Waiting for the word
Or
The signal
Or
The sun to rise
Finally

The night is never young
And
The sheets are never cold
And
You are still
My surprising love

My breath is short
Pressure rising
Blood and you
One
In the same
Watching you drip away


Stay close
Please
Because
If you are not within
Arm's reach

Just stay close.

Spent

He doesn't have much
Much that he can give, anyway
But he gives all he can to all he loves

Until they start to feel entitled

They all have moments when they think they deserve his wares
They start to make demands
And set expectations

They forget that his free giving is not without sacrifice
His giving comes at a cost, even though he hands himself out as if it were all surplus

He wears down.

Especially.

Trying to Reach Her

His arms were long
But
His jumps weren't flights

By the time he climbed to high ground
She was too far off in the distance
For anything but a leap of faith
He waved, even though he knew she wouldn't look back
And
Kept holding back his hopes of holding her

Partial Vision

And they were all ugly to him

He turned his eyes away
Even when it made him look crazy
No one knew his truth
He was full of secrets no ears wanted
Full of life that confused most and frightened the rest
He wore an orange hat
And was mocked by orange faces
Orange because they chose it
Orange because they think it's attractive
Agent of change
Agent orange

Waving

It took him a while to realize that the biggest ripples in the harbor were coming from the boat he was sailing on.
The bell in the buoy kept ringing, but the sound faded.