What I Need to SayI liked you.I liked the way you always had to flip that black sheet of hair from your eyes. Those green eyes that were like a sleeping dragon in the back of my mind. I liked the way you'd notice the small things,If I put some new French-named powder above my eyes to make them stand out. Or if I had a band-aid on my arm. You'd ask how I got it and offer to kiss it better.I liked the way you walked, chin up head held highWith that rigid sense of dignity you clung to so fiercely. How about you let me go and stop yelling like a dumb- I hated you too.I hated the way you'd glare at me when I'd slip over a clumsy wordOr say
Bright EyesIf I could write In simple words,How're you in the wind-soaked breaths I drag in Exhaling over trembling heartbeats and sweating palms How that star-crusted face of yours is in the mirrored reflection Of every longing, fluttering melody my violin heart singsIf I could speakIn tangible sentences,How road maps, gasoline and this old car, Or even the wings I've prayed for,Couldn't bring me to you any closer How I know that any distance between us Feels like an ocean of separationIf I could explain,In humble verse,How all the falling stars, birthday candles, and giggling wishes, All stretch across hiding places I'v