do you ever catch

someone’s eye

out in public

never having met them

yet knowing them

sensing their

entire lives

in the flutter of an eyelash

do you ever

almost

wish you could fix them

A smile lights her face

Let my heart be still

My mind can not comprehend

Only it must not be for me

Shyness holds me back

This could have been the One

Skyfalls beckon black

where once sail’d the weepers,

those which first left the leaves

byway of space breath;

hail’d air the sum

of toss’d seed upon that breeze,

Immaculate

Wayward parachutes

surpass’d the bygones

when rain’d a tale-spun

worldwind

beyond the reach

of wordly depiction -

Ado to ‘Indescribable’

a stoker of fear in matters

and rather timid inof

unfolding therein the crease,

Indefiniton:

Call’d forth

for all its syntaxes,

lest quantom leagues

of Most High

and gallant galaxies

abide.

Her smile was sunlight on a rainy day. I couldn’t tell you her name, her face, nor her eyes. Even as they starved us, as they took away our homes, I never forgot her smile. Even when I became old and wrinkled, and my Auschwitz tattoo stretched beyond anything recognizable, she was still on my mind. I still remembered that girl on that train with the lilac sprig in her hair with a smile like sunlight on a rainy day.

I have never been lucky in love.

Blame it on my chaotic family or my trust issues or my choice in partners, but I have almost had it several times. I have been so close to love so many times, I'm beginning to wonder if it just isn't in the cards for me.

To be fair, I have loved someone before. Deeply. Twice, actually.

But, for whatever reason, either time, we couldn't make it work. Whether it was just bad timing or something different, it never happened.

So, I've felt heartbreak and love and hurt and everything in between, but I still haven't known what it is to belong to another person.

I've been so close that I could taste it, but it turned out to be an almost. And almost is never enough.

On a tennis court we met

Fast friends we came to be

Our time together was innocent

With me that’s usually how it went

Little did I know you wanted me

Though to these things I was blind, my eyes never did see

Then that day you wanted to swim

With luck I had a pool

Your intentions should have been abundantly clear

I was such a young fool

You had no suit so we improvised

My t-shirt fit you well

Your panties were all yours

When I saw them I nearly fell

We swam and laughed like kids do

But children we were not

The t-shirt had become see through

I suddenly felt quite hot

You told me to come closer

I follow instructions well

Our eyes then locked with my hands on your hips

You beckoned me with a simple look

I had so wanted to kiss your lips

Then the parents came home and the moment was lost

I was crushed by this dumb luck

You smiled and said next time

Then you moved away

I have never forgotten our time at the pool

You should have been my first