Tidal Waves

Rise and fall.
Standing tall and towering.
Crashing in the wake of a storm.
Tidal waves collapse onto you in my anger.

I stand up to you in ferocity.
I stand up to you with energy expelled.
I take that stand because no one has.
My wrath isn't a mere splash.

I make you tremble.
I make you shiver in the coldness of the water.
I have released it all.
You get it all.

You deserved the towering wave.
Full force and drenched.
Feel how I feel and you'll know why.
I won't apologize for it.

Rising and falling.
Crashing.
Drenched.
Finished.

Love Like the Rain

For my memories of blissful love

Fallen rain,

Like piercing arrows shot from a recurve.

Freezing its targets,

Skin stings like a wasp.

A musky smell,

The ground secretes in its defense.

It fills the air like a noxious gas.

It smells sweet like honey as it enters my nose.

Sheets fall and roughly splashing into puddles.

Puddles that look dark in the night like ebony eyes shining.

It dances aimlessly across the plain and cracked earth.

I watch it lick like flames in a pit.

Cool gales blow,

Churning the puddles like waves of the sea.

I want to be on a small sailboat rocking back and forth,

Challenging Poseidon’s power in the wake.

Rain like this is like love:

Rough.

I couldn’t imagine life as rain.

Splashing to the ground and evaporating, cycling.

Love in humans: changes.

Changes from day- to-day,

Never-ending, but fading quickly.

But loving like the rain, in cycles, is real.

Out of my Mind

For Z.J.H., you will always be my friend.


I think of you often.
Too often, I think.
The kiss that connected us on the dock.
Through the storm, you held my hand.
You treated me kindly.

We had a deep connection,
More in-depth than the ocean's abyss.
Our parents never wanted us to be happy.
We found that comfort together.
I thought you were going to be forever.

I regret not seeing you.
I regret not speaking to you.
I still smell you when you're not around.
I feel that warm embrace.
You showed me love, I cannot repay.
You challenged me.

When I asked you that question...
'Will things be different this time?'
And no reply came...
I felt struck down.
I loved you.
My heart was yours.
I would've done anything to see you happy.

But the best thing you did for me...
Was leave words unspoken...
Unspoken, but heard.
Heard, but never forgotten.
I never will forget you.
I hope to see you again,
Healthy and parent-free.

We are connected by a kiss on the dock.
Through a storm in June.
Never will I forget that.

The Dock

For Z.J.H.


Pride was over, and the day melted into the darkness.
My only focus was on seeing you and your beautiful brown eyes, your smile, and your hand in mine.
I saw you drive up and park and I was the happiest man in the world.
I let you into my home and let you meet my father, shook his hand, and welcomed you with open arms.
We sat and talked for a long while about everything under the sun.
You were the center of my world then and there, listening to your voice so graceful and intelligent.

After some time, we left the warmth of my home, and I led you to my favorite place: the dock at Wilson's Pond.
We talked and talked until we started to notice it was even darker and the heavens pouring down on us, soaking us head to toe, lightning in the background with thunder rolling.
Ever so romantic, we kissed a long-promised kiss that we both yearned for so long.

We sat there at the secret place, staring at each other through the night.
You grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers and sat there until the storm got closer.
 We walked along the darkened path, kissing every chance we could.
You held me tight and squeezed my hand when I became frightened, and we walked back toward my home.

It was a fairy tale come true, and you and I were free to do as we pleased on that never-ending night, but with one last long kiss, I watched you leave, not wanting to let you go.

I watched you leave, never wanting to let you go, hoping to see your beautiful brown eyes, your smile, and your hand in mine.