He dreamed of his triangular body, 

the plain colour of beige

he remembered numbers

zero, seven and four

zero for infinity, an endless circle

seven for the number of days the gods gave us

four to form a square

his soul has more to bare

it was subconscience telling his mind, 

my body, it’s in pain!

but my dearest brother, 

your mind is perfectly sane

you put your past behind you

cast it away into the sea

But why, my healthy one

is your body in pain?

You feel what I feel, 

hurt and at times, disdain

I love you

until the end of time

for you, I will always rhyme

A puppies clawed paw sliding across

a hardwood floor like ice. 

Excitement comes out through a

wagging tail and harsh barks. 

Bright brown eyes looking up at 

you as if to say “God is here!”

A series of licks, still a wag but

a squeal of pleasure

High pitches if “Father is home!”

Man’s best friend

Dog days until the very end.  

The human being is a quilt

stitched together by two

Sifted through eons of silt

uncommon that we are true

to one another

We search through sea and land

to find the other

half

point five to make a lover

throughout the galaxies

Our souls wander through paths

roads of rivers and seas

roads of the wretched and wraths

We are one

Me 

You

I

Myself, another, an eye

I for an I, 

the oldest trick we do

in order to spend time with you.

I love your soul

but only when it’s whole. 

The world is just one great tree, follow me and you shall see. That great tree is you and me. The Milky Way is like one 24 hour chromosomed day.As humans, we will always find a way. Go beneath the waters and you shall see green grass sway.