i – in bondage

 
what i saw in you –
i needed to see in me,
and what i felt for you –
was what was missing from my life.
like a hand given –
but not taken,
a glance –
not returned…
desperation –
a weight – too heavy  for this heart to hold,
chains of bondage –
locked tight,
and you,
the key!

everything

i long to be – to you –
all that you have become –
to me…

that first sliver of sun at dawn,
or the twinkle of twilight’s
first star…

if only i could fill your world with wonderful,
exceptional –
smother you with fantastic,
awesomely – amazing…

if even for one solitary second
i could be
that which flows through your veins –
fills your heart –
gives you life.
how great the rush.
to be considered something so essential –
so necessary!

as much as air –
as incidental as day –
i long to be the impulse for your smile,
casual sigh,
the beat your heart skips…

everything to –
you –
to me –
you are…

addiction (for Philip Seymour Hoffman )

oh to be that breath of air
you take; essential as – must,
to have…
 
to enter into – the all of you –
to become as close,
as one –
to two…
 
if just for one moment –
to live in your thoughts –
feel the memories –
encounter your – you!
 
i would give a thousand
could of been’s –
for just one – is,
a lifetime of – life –
for a moment of – living…
 
oh how must it feel –
to  be the addiction,
and for once,
not the addict!

indifference revisited

unable –
sad word –
thrown carelessly into the wind…
 
inability –
chosen –
not a consequence,
rather,
a decision…
 
you take from me all that you need –
leave hulls of hope scattered on the floor –
and i am just too weak from wanting more
to sweep,
or even care!