Fleeting Feelings

Shall we sail through the corners
Of my mind?
Lost in time —
Thoughts I dare you
To find —
Up there
Amidst cool air
Without a care
Just me
And you
Sailing through
The corners of

My mind —

– head full of you


All or Nothing

What is it that you want?
Is it a companion?
His thoughts or her presence?
The warmth of his body
Or the weight of her essence?
To feel the callouses in his hands
Or the way you feel as she moves you to dance?
My foolishness in love spells naive
As I sit here alone on New Years Eve.