Stop.

What I thought it was.
Isn't what it is now. My own fault.
Not what the new one says. Residing in the deep membrane- changing changing.
Let me be happy. Let me forget (remember everything) -more.
It's nothing.

Alice

It couldn't have been
the second time
what still hurts is the unknowing feeling.
am I doing this right?
Something doesn't fit.

Frost Delicious

The first.
Although there's been many In My mind, replayed over again to symphonies strings winds and words.
Friends car rolling away.
Warmth of a thousand- four- arms reaching out for. You. Me. In the frost. Early morning.

Two of The Same Name

It can't be that
Love at first sight
Because it wasn't
But now it is. And I got lost somewhere in the stems of the flowers now rotting- and that rose. And it skips when lips brush needing you to hold me- knowing nothing of you. Let alone your history- or even mine.
Double dates.