An Ode to Un-happenings
In my imagination
We aren’t on the phone
We’re under a cherry blossom tree
That’s tall and free
We’re sitting in a park slope café
Dimply lit sipping wine and leaning close
We’re under a blanket of stars
Atop a mountain taller than all
We wander the ancient streets
Of Europe as the sun sets.
This could simply be
Me falling in love with love
Which is my curse
I constantly wait and
Am hesitant for fear
I’ve imagined a mirage
Neglecting the real you
Who so deserves love too
Can’t trust myself
With this weighty love
My conclusions wouldn’t be
Simply illusions if
You were here
Just like before
Then my friends would be
My safety net
Observing, they’d keep me in check
Then we could actually
See the cherry blossoms
Bud and bloom
Or find ourselves in a café
Stripped of pretension
Or run under the stars
In a vast countryside
Some dreams aren’t too
Far fetched—I’d Love
Because then I wouldn’t fumble
So it would be so easy
To tumble into
Friendship with you
Tears for Love
Once a girl said
Her boyfriend and her broke up
Together they cried
I thought how strange
Stranger still was
How afterwards they got tattoos together
Years later, those actions seem less strange
Sometimes the heart can heal
You see, it’s about love
Not pain
Grief most certainly
Yet inflicting rejection
Is like a stinging injection
The effects are felt long after
I had never known
Till now
How beautiful being wanted
Once can be
Compliments
I am lovely
A true gentleman told me
Once upon a starry night
And then, when he kissed me goodnight
He said it was over
And that was that
And I never saw him again
Yet I always wondered
Who would I be if we had never met?
Placid Night (Sans Magic)
We walked and talked for hours
The moonlight and her powers
Overcame us for a little while
Then a cloud overwhelmed the moon
Her rays drenched the cloud
Penetrating, half illuminating
But never returning to her full force
Leaving us to fend for ourselves
Magic lost, we fumbled for words
Words lost, we left each other
Unable to recover
Goodnight, moon
