I give it to you....

I am in love
with love
the idea of being loved
of having loved
of breathing just to hear
her heart beat
I am in love with
the walk
the smile
the face
the eyes
the hair
the stare
into space
when she is thinking
dreaming
This love that binds me
is so freeing
I am in love with love
the idea of being loved
of having been loved
of having been in love
the scent of her
lingering in the air
of scense of the prescense
before my love is even there.
I am in love
with love
my love
for her
her love for me.
This is love
my love
and now I give it to you.

fleeting

Do you know what it's like
to live your life
vicariously
As actors
storm on screen
grab passionately
somewhere in the distance
the roar of a motorcycle
credits roll
and you know
it'll all be ok.

What happened to those days?

When I was not just a spectator
of the outside world
but a weaver of words

back packs full of adventures
documented historical facts
on brown paper bags with logos
of last week's lunch
from that 99 cent feast

but now,
stomach full of glutenous glucose
sugary sweet life of normalacy
it has happened.

I am them.