Akin

Kindred connections

Like

Sequencing numbers

weaving made from

Cosmic

Dark space

Black hole

loops through

Time

Consistently

Reuniting

for brief moments

in the soul’s

Cycle

Retrospection

Stumbling on a picture

of two people, smiling

her eyes closed

his right hand on her waist

her head on his left shoulder

his left arm across her body

both of her hands holding his arm

But now

unfamiliar to each other.

Circumspect

He unpeeled her mind

Delicately tracing

its synapses

Navigating the patterns

of her thoughts

carefully unpacking

each one

Precisely choosing his words

to set her ablaze.

An alluded request

Write me lines

like Neruda

Write about an invincible love

that all of nature knows,

how it conspires

to help us blossom

Write your lines

on my body

Do to me

what spring does with the cherry trees

my bones will store our secrets

Write 100 sonnets

inspired by our

mornings

afternoons

nights

Write odes about

my laughter

hands

eyes

Write about our bond

that when my eyes close

They’re with your dreams

Escríbeme en español

porque sabes que es

la única lengua

que mi alma entiende ***

Write

so our spirits can

communicate

across distance and time

Write me these lines

and I’ll love you without pride

Without questioning

where, how or when

Write these lines with your actions

Because I write lines too

Don’t want to spend nights

writing the saddest verses

like I have before

feeling the weight of your absence

because loving someone

is short

But to forget them

is so

long.

***Write to me in Spanish

because you know

that it’s the only language

my soul understands

Fleeting

We’ve experienced

perfection in love

if only for an instant

whether it was from a

kiss

embrace

or glance.

Perhaps we didn’t

treasure the moment

but stay keen to experience it

again.

Timing

Missing someone unknown

gravitating towards

kindred connections

a story unfolding

across lifetimes

Providence

the lead role.

Baby

The warmth of your
furry little body
the sweetest of sensations

Freed from your cage
Reborn as my lady
Liberty

Velvet black coat
like a tuxedo
with a white patch

you meow hello
you meow wake up
meow meow meow
feed me

the best alarm clock
snuggling me at a
quarter to five

sleeping at my feet
above my head, on my chest
or next to my bosom
and humming a purring melody

you patiently wait
every morning as I
fight past my morning haze

as my left foot
searches for one slipper
and the right follows next

our noses kiss
to say goodbye
and hello

every day you adjust
into the sweetest
nap time poses

one paw lazily
extends past another
or covers your face

sleep sleep sleep
yawn yawn yawn
and belly rubs

innocent face hunter
you pounce, wail
determination etched
on your face

eyes green like grapes
widen every time
I eat chicken

You’re like Garfield
trapped in a skinny
body

Harder for you
to get adopted
because you have FIV
which is cat HIV

Grateful that I found you
because you’re the perfect
kitty to me.