hoping you’re still there

give me the quiet
sound of water
in the creek,
a soft breeze
at the tops
of the trees,
your sweet
sighs in the
middle of
the night,
to calm my
heart when it
is racing,
to ease my
mind when
I wake with
a start
hoping you’re
still there

— GB

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you disappeared

you disappeared
I approached you and you were gone
I couldn’t believe how fast it happened
you disappeared
up the stairs and into the night
out of my heart and out to the stars
you disappeared
I wanted you to stay but you turned me away
there is more to you than I could ever know
you disappeared
I took your hand in mine and we walked on the sand
the water washed soft over our feet and you ran
you disappeared

— GB

when day is done

when day is done
and night hasn’t started
yet, there is the mysterious
in-between time called dusk

better known by multiple
shadows, promising
multiple encounters
with varying pleasures
and varying deaths,
sighs and shouts and
guffaws echo in your
head, sweet music
lilting in twilight
pressing against
your neck, with
cold hands and soft
tongue, starlight
threatens its twinkle
but we’re not, yet, done

reach as deep as
you can, try to capture
those quicksilver feelings
just had, they’re not
enduring, they’re
ephemeral, only memories
will you have, take those
away with you,
celebrate what you can

slipping past in the gloom
ghosts of pleasantries
gone, brush your cheek,
reminders of days once
lived fill your mind, push
those thoughts aside,
melancholy will not
abide, strength
is required at this
time of day

— GB