list (a living document)
for
when you say ask you anything
and I cannot and
all my words, thoughts, feelings are caught
in loop
inside me
and it’s probably not what you had
in mind
can I touch the inside of your thigh and run my
fingers down
can you kiss me again but not goodbye and not
like that
do you think about me
ever too
is it ok that I’m imagining all
of you
fill in the blanks with just
about anything
and yes, that’s what I want to
know
will you let me ______, can we
________
do you ______?
it was fleeting and
I miss the weight of
your being
pressed next to
mine
the absence is not real
in French they say
tu me manques I miss you but means so much more-
you are
missing to me, absent,
beyond reach, lacking (in need of)
I surrender
to the universe
it’s all I can do
and you are here, even if not
don’t confuse the melancholy of my music or my soulful words
of longing for
sadness
this is me alive and well
I woke up at midnight, 2 am, 4:30 and 5
I wanted to tell you
I can’t stop thinking
about
you
maybe what’s been missing is the music
that time when you turned
video on so I could see you for a
few seconds and you said it was
just for me and all the
blood rushed through my body
and for those seconds I was only energy-
delicious desire,
and while I do want to feel your
skin,
remembering that one
moment
is sometimes all
I need