Kitchen Love

I remember watching you cook
A dance among pots and things.

Aromas and flavors blended
With smoky, burnt oven remains.

Oh your vocabulary during those moments
Colorful, extreme, piercing. 

I remember smiling and not grasping
The second I realized I loved you. 

All of your quirks and flagrant vowels. 
Imperfections that make you perfect.


I saw brilliance once.
He was just a man really.
Lying on the bench.
A smile peeking through whiskers.
He had nothing.
Yet he I could tell he was wealthy.
The richest.
He had a heart.
That is lost. 
He gave all he had to others.
He cared not for himself. 
For that, he knew.
He was brilliant you see.
For lack of his worldly things.
He guaranteed his seat in heaven.
He smiled as he gave thanks.
I saw brillianc once.

Love Forever

Calmly I embraced my excitement.
For I could not wait to see you.
I was thrilled. 
In love all at once.
What felt like eons,
Was just a day.
Is this true?
Is the the pure love
We all seek?
Engaging yet distant,
You smiled.
You were overjoyed,
But reserved.
Neither of us quite knew,
Forever was upon us.

Damn The Hustle

I can't seem to escape the hustle.
Each moment a jetstream of daily things.
Simply relaxing, requires a Julian Date.
Is this really how existence should be?
I mean think how the children play.
Not a care in the world.
A freedom adults lose or choose to forget. 
Oh to just play.
Regain my puddle-jumping glory. 
I just want to escape the bustle.
Create my own harmony.
Simple things. 
Bread and water.
The occasional lobster.
Ok, a little wine too. 
One day of hustling what I want. 
Not, what I'm supposed to do.

Thoughts Of You

My tears gather each night,
Like morning dew on grass.
I miss you. Simply put.
What is meant to be,
Cannot exist.
Eternity must wait. 
The clouds gather in our hearts.
As time separates us.
The sadness builds like a hurricane. 
Sorrow, but storms on the horizon.
I will choose my happiness.
Not dwell in the pools of sad dew. 
I will live.
Each day. Joyful. 
But only with thoughts of you.