Sunday best

Her mind is making
me go gaga over
her because she's a
Strong Beautiful Woman
Her words are very
lovely they reach
deep into my soul
Where I would do
anything to make
her happy so she
can keep on writing
those lovely beautiful
Poetic Words of Wisdom
To which I say:
Bring it on

My heart is exploding  
because of your lovely  
words you write in your poems  
Right now your doing  
your own thing trying  
to survive the jungle which  
we call earth by any  
means necessary  
Which we used to
write these lovely  
words of wisdom  
that come from our  
Heart and our Head  
Which can be good  
and evil together

Fly
You who lies but tries to stand

You poor bastard
You smoke for looks

Fly
With crooked legs
Soulfighters bite rocks
And gather memories in their pockets

You sang your songs with closed eyes
You never washed away the sun
And you scared me
When you held your breath
You were a summer tale
You were aged fingers on an accordion
You were jewelry of aged steel
And you drank too much

To mourn a stranger is to say:
"I want to grieve your loss, but who really were you, to me?"
 
It is to know that we grew from the same, twisted roots
And still, never having access to your side of the tree
 
My blood tells me I knew you
But my heart cannot place from where
 
My mind tells me your loss should fill me with hurt
But the void in my soul asks how I could be expected to care
 
To reflect on our time together, where do I start?
I know there must be something, some place, in my heart
 
Surely, love can be found amongst the emptiness and despair  
Or maybe, there were not enough memories shared
 
I am not sure, yet
How I will honor your being
While still holding you accountable
 
But this suffering, although familiar
Has become insurmountable
 
I kept you at the back of my mind
Reluctant to forgive the damage your absence imparted
 
It seems, we were
Two, kindred souls who drifted apart, in the end
 
What is there left for me to do?
 
Disappointed and dejected
Halfway ashamed to have shared my pain, now
 
Could it be, in another life
We will find our way back, having figured this all out