teenage love

all sparks and flash
smells and stickiness
finding and losing

then it’s flowers in a meadow
dancing alone
cloud watching
wandering around at the mall
drawing with crayons
cooking in your underwear
laughing at nothing
being crazy
falling asleep
waiting for something
remembering to feed the dog

and then you have to go to college and figure out what the new game is all about.

forgotten love

do you ever wake up
in the middle of the night
thinking about a long-lost lover
and wondering where they are?

like whispers in the night
our souls were so close
and then so far.

i can’t even remember
the sound of her voice,
just that it was so beautiful,
and so deep in my soul.

i wish i could remember.