"A juxtapositioning fate,  Find our mutual coordinate.  Moments of clarity are so rare,  I better document this,  At last the view is fierce,  All that matters is.  Who is open chested,  And who has coagulated,  Who can share,  And who has shut down the chances.  Show me emotional respect,  I have emotional needs,  I wish to synchronize our feelings.  What is it that I have,  That makes me feel your pain,  Like milking a stone,  To get you to say it.  Who is open,  And who has shut up,  And if one feels closed,  How does one stay open.  We have emotional need,  I wish to synchronize our feelings..."

You claw, you fight, you lose Remember when we used to say "I love you" almost every day I saw the light in you Going out as I closed our window You never liked me anyway I don't see the light I saw in you before And now I don't care anymore Baby, believe me And you had every chance You destroy everything you love If you don't need me Just let me go You hate, you bite, you lose After all, I just don't like you It's nice that you say you like me But only conditionally Your voice, it had the perfect glow It got lost when you gave it up though I don't see the light I saw in you before Baby, believe me And you had every chance You destroy everything you love Now you know

Who would have known That a boy like him Would have entered me lightly Restoring my blisses Who would have known That a boy like him After sharing my core Would stay going nowhere Who would have known A beauty this immense Who would have known A saintly trance Who would have known Miraculous breath To inhale a beard Loaded with courage He slides inside Half awake, half asleep We faint back Into sleephood When I wake up The second time In his arms Gorgeousness He's still inside me A train of pearls Cabin by cabin Is shot precisely Across an ocean

"When the eyes are shut, the true world begins." —1948, Gore Vidal

the boy and the sea the ocean wanted me, and pulled me into his embrace, made me unconscious and tried to take my breath away, as i was letting go into the light of the sun, my mother heroic pulled me out of the waves, saving her only son. — dio d.

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will enclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully, mysteriously) his first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands — e.e. cummings

"Once you fell out of love, Our love couldn't carry you, And I didn't even notice for, Our love kept me safe from death. You doubted the light, And the shelter it can give, For in love we are immortal, Eternal and safe from death. If I regret us, I'm denying my soul to grow, Don't remove my pain, It is my chance to heal. We carry the same wound, But have different cures, Similar injuries, But opposite remedies. After our love ended, Your arms don't carry me, Without love I feel the abyss, Understand your fear of death. I will not forget, This "notget", Will you not regret, Having love let go. After our love ended, Your spirit entered me, Now we are the guardians, We keep her safe from death. Love will keep us safe from death."