Dawn. You? Miles away./
Even my inbox, empty./
It bites the big one.

I drift back to sleep:/
That sweet dreamland where at least/
we are together.

I wonder what good/
could be gained by texting late./
Is it understood?

On your way/
2 feed the poor,/
I just wish 4/
1 chance more/
2 tell U earnestly/
how deeply sorry/
I truely am/
4 any misunderand/
ing./
I didn’t mean/
anything.

Your isle, tropical./
Mine, cloudy and cold: Of us,/
the antithesis.

Hi. R U OK?/
I don’t hear from U at all;/
U ask me 2 call.

Full moon is again/
in view. She has disappeared:/
Caved into herself.

This is such a strange/
and delicate/
ly arranged/
and balanced/
dance./

R we deranged/
2 take a chance,/
and risk so much/
just 2 feel a warm embrace?/
A tender touch?

Struggling with boundaries:/
It’s been so long it feels weird,/
yet tastes delicious!

In the new process/
of just being, I fin’lly/
am, and it’s awesome!