cdlxii. photograph

smile, i commanded. you obeyed, and i caught forever that moment when something on your face disguised itself so well as happiness.

cdlxi. dreamlover

i must have forgotten what i wished for. perhaps it has come quietly.

cdxlvii. speak

i’ll give away my silences if you come: heart rolling up the hills, dropping words in the mist-filled hands of rain.

cdxliv. my love

and when it gets darker, there will always be the moon: creamy like her skin, heavy like her heart, constant like our love.

cdxliii. oh kitty

i know how you don’t like to travel and the journey must have made you tired. come now, lick your coat one more time and let us make haste from this strange city of light and fantastic dream.

cdlxii. i am leaving leaving behind behind

to inhabit this great parenthesis, this asterisk, this magnificent exclamation point. you are my new sentence.

cdl. come here, now

let’s rocket offstage. and if we’re not oblivious to the universal awkwardness around us, we will be, soon.

cdxlix. cf

i love your words more and more, the delight of similarities differently read, falling like cold but romantic nights. like quiet winds. you know their presence before you step outside.

cdxxxv. oh my honey

the reflection tells me you never really went away.

cdxxxiii. shoots

the places of trampled grass where love trod, one could mistake them for the footprints of god.