Kindling

Kindling


Kindling

If I stayed too far away in just a few minutes
To travel next to you and fewer still to write
Why is it not enough as expected
As I contemplate all your work and move myself faster
I do not know if to ever have a lover
Or just dream awhile when I make friends
Could it be that only some of you gives me
Pheromones to take home with my thoughts
And that part of you is kept away when I am
Anywhere to sense a closeness or
Smell the night all by myself, alone
Would I even care that I whine here
After a weekend with other friends and other wines
I enjoyed two minutes on a swing under a moon
That you are probably watching when I am
A quiet fire as it rose about the lands of foreign
Reminding me of my alien stature, here on
Planet full of water that I emulate
A feeling in the silence and louder stars
It does not matter for I am deserving of
And I remember to have no interest or settle
In other company that is nothing like my warmth
I feel the honey in my blood that only glows
With other honey in anyone I'd hold
And instead was listening to the strangers whine
Because someone they knew did not bow
Thinking this land of dominant white, would agree
Yet, I am known to be clear I do not
Is there me of the you-s inside you that
Could claim they want to know me more
Convincing all your separateness to
Get together over me, or the chance
Of such a friendship I carry in my honey

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