Arms wide open

Arms wide
Trust fall
Heart tide
It flows

And sighs
Are now
A sign
Of how
One can
Feel all

And fall
On days 
When it
Might all
Cave in

It ebbs
It flows
Arms wide
Catch all

The Sea

You are everything
I want to be:
Beautiful and caring, 
Wild and free... 

Whispers borne
Ceaselessly
Crescendo forms
But then, tranquility. 

My mind, it stills. 
My eyes, they close. 
And only then I see
How you could come home to me. 

Any 4-letter word

 I  - - - -  you;

The space between, 

Both liminal and concrete, 

Exists. 

During a piano concerto 

On the mezzanine

We embraced, for a while,

Before and during and after

Then time resumed

And Bernard, for once, 

Never even knew 

How close he had been  

To something good, and infinite, and true.