i know your love
should be the only thing
that matters but
how can i truly KNOW that
when i’ve heard of nothing
in this entire universe
dependent upon a solitary necessity?
even a flower needs
sundry more than the sun’s rays
like chlorophyll and shit
the first night we
spent apart i slept
with seventy-nine men adrift
a roaring sea of snoring
lost
without you stealing
my covers–but then i
realize that’s why
your skin radiates
incandescent warmth
when i reach for you
in the middle of the
night. now i know your
thermal secrets
and I’m not afraid to use them
against you.
can’t get these things
to come out of my mouth
when my equations are solved
before i write them down
by the things they don’t
teach in school and you’ve
got to find them out yourself
and if you aren’t looking
hard enough, well
that’s deplorable.
not logical the way you write
when you’re down
but beautiful
thinking like you do even though
that seat was reserved for someone
else in the snow to never be
shared but you shared it
it not logical but it is
beautiful
