Still

Acutely aware
Of awareness where
Do I feel it its black
Hole stealing attention
Once devoted to you.
Introspective new prospective
Still
Illiterate in my language
Why
Is not a helpful question but
How
Do I remember to breathe you
When your air is so
Vacant...subtle
Let my ego preside
It might be easier to believe
I need than
I am.

You make me want to write again

you make me want to write again.

energy weighted with
blackish spots
now vivid portraits
beg to be painted
with a word brush.
I need you to see me.
...that never happens.
you are

From the inside out my
Melting Layers of love
Escaping defenses defenseless
Against your spark ignites
night red illuminating
shadows under my skin and
For the first time
I need you to see me
Both- Black. Bright.
Read me like this poem.
Stumble over my intricate word
Choice? Wander the spaces
Between my lines you
Make me want to write again
This
Time an open book.

decide.

my eyes were shut when you arrived.
starring in the unconscious constellations
of my head space observing
marking time until I'd wake up.
I did.
waking life waits not for dreams.

my eyes were open when you arrived.
 you saw me first.
an exotic anxiety screaming my heart
faster. no slower. stop.
I decide to decide what color your eyes are.
I can't. instead
I decide the entire universe must exist inside them.
there is nothing here to compare them to.
I decide I'll ask you someday.

Someday arrived soon.
we tread into limitless blue with neon hearts
only glowing for each other.
I decide I was right.
Everything exists in our electricity.now
tell me.
What color are your eyes?