love poem to girlfriend

i love the little tiny hairs
on your neck
and i love the way that you giggle
when they touch my lips

and the smell of the place
behind your ear
is absolute insanity
inside my brain

being your lover
is electric
and soft and delicate

and your toes taste
absolutely amazing

wicked love

she’s twisted
i can’t figure her out

she’s different
it doesn’t make sense

as if she’s a kitten
and my soul is her toy
with her tiny little claws and teeth
so vicious

so silly and fun

and worth it

love on rye, hold the mayo

yeah, i’ll take a couple of slices
of the good love
that kind, right there.
cut it nice and thick
stack it on there, for real
with stone ground mustard
and some of that home-made slaw

wrap it in paper and a side of fries
a little garlic salt
malt vinegar

maybe i’ll save it for later

or eat half now while i wait
and enjoy the rest for lunch at work

lost love

i thought you were gone
but you never really left
we just grew distant
and lost track of each other

then one day
when i touched the mirror
you were there
echoing in the rivulets of light

maybe our souls were just too entwined
so that we had to find our own peace
and we let go
as all lovers must

i remember how you used to move through the threads of life
and how it all sparkled in the soul
so magnificent
so easy for you
and so much insanity for me

your ease of life
still comforts me
all these years later

sweet love

remember when
it was so simple
i like you
you like me
we like each other

we had fun
and frolicked
and played
like children

as if we were in love

secrets

what is more exciting?

the possibility of shattering our love,
or the magic of watching it shatter and disappear
only to reform as if by magic
in some new way