I would say sweeter things to you

if I knew how.

If I had the language

I would speak stars

and flowers and glory

and gods

that would make my feelings heard

my heart known to you

as I wish.


I want you to understand me

as I think you could.

I want you to kiss my eyes

and hold me shoulders

and squeeze me where you'd want.


I want to have something with you

I have never had

and think would be special for you, too.

I want to say things I can barely imagine

but I don't have the words

so instead

I am left with asking for another round

and offering you a measly tip.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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