Anything

when rise to anger, thoughts spun dark. a clouded brow cast down
when restless hate shadows empty minutes, hours drip by,
forget not that time away from time, the distant cry
side by side your own, to you, your other.
what lurking grief upon shoulders pushed,
that weight a load to me shared, with eager hands,
to pick and grab, gusto driven with ached heart,
to all ends, the earth's corners no distance,
a sweetness now I know that no task no burden,
for you I will not do.

Whole With she

half of me apart, sensing now, always, that pull, a gap,  

the seething ocean in me now separates my heart to two

the stretching void a gnawing ache, a tarnish on my sky, blue but not right somehow. 

there around me all, green acres plush, turn golden on rocking branches, 

yet all a tainted view to me, without a smile so sweet and eyes deeper than darkest pool,

swallowing me down in a dizzy magic, beyond beauty, they tease me

to every day my picture paints her there, that no part of my life she cannot grace. 

and with every rising moon closer to my arms is she, 

and make a half man right again, whole with she.