Mon Vert

  A cat came in my door Once Curious As its paws made way To questions  I never asked myself before "Why is your room messy?" It asks "Why is this blocking your door?" "Why is this wet?" Maybe because I let it in That only then I understood Its indulgence Or my lack thereof To be tempted to answer But I let it in Slowly revealing that my light Is rougher Compared to  To its black coat Aster  As the void in my heart I pet it Stroke the smooth shine Out of its fur I bring it dust The grime of the world Out of jealousy  Out of spite  I hoist it near me Brought it to my lap As its eyes blinked in skips of emerald As its ears drooped Relaxed To drowsiness To slumber As it slept with me In my grime Then away it went Like smoke it wandered off  Knocking on my door  Just like when we first met Asking for exit From another That I never saw it again Or if I did Maybe it all was just smoke that lingered A little longer.

Love may never Have been born  The way  The sun adored  Your face Its kind  tickle of notes Perhaps it is expressing when it touches you As it asks for the redness of your cheeks The dimpling  That speaks the ripeness The flesh of the flesh stubbornly hiding In your words that swarm the  days in my dream As my heart dances to the tune Inside my head the words are flowing In gushing waters Nearly past my ankle Soft and boyishly present In innocent tenses I seem to wonder More how can those eyes Ever bear tears It holds much more Than life.

  the rough touches the dark The split  When I close my eyes The thunderous clouds Seem to clear Isn't it something Isn't it just right As it is imperfect The room of which genius Becomes a cracked piece of glass Edges that could cut into paper hearts scattered to bland varnished floorboards if magic permits Our eyes might meet  Between the cracks it doesn't hurt that way little is more little is a place to be that we may see the sun  Behind the hill.

Naked As you say  I'm yours I love love love love In the meantime We are mad as salt touches  Our lungs  we may never breathe Again It says This summer heat is all we have It whispers I am yours The deal is It whispers I'm yours.