13 days

13 days to live or die

I chose the former,
the universe…
the latter

i do not know
the ferocity
of the fight,
only that it left
unbelievable
scars

it changed me
in ways i cannot
even begin to explain

for better
for worse
i am still here

for yes
for no
i answer your call
i answer your questions

i feel my longing
in the chasm of the night
until
the opaque gray morning
filters in
revealing your empty
side of the bed

i try not to react
to your endless absence,
dressing quickly
i slip into the
misty morning

i scribble your name
into the dew on my car
continually checking
over my shoulder
hoping you’ll catch me…

– glb

my dream of the dream

sometimes in the night
my dream of the dream
is simple,
i want you to be enthralled
with your life
i, in turn, wish for mine to be equally ecstatic…

the dream isn’t specific
about us,
as to whether we’re together,
except at the very end,
when we’re very old…

i take my last breaths
with your hand in mine,
gazing into your beautiful eyes

— glb

born from love

born from love
remaining
in friendship

days across states
the falls in the rain
discovering a joyful place
wrapped in nature’s splendor
a harbor called Friday

explored in love
recalled as pieces of my soul
that only you can touch

those same pieces I treasure
and visit frequently
holding our love and friendship
close to hy heart

–glb

distractions

i try so hard to push you
to the back of my mind
where i might not notice you
as much,
where you won’t trip me up,
but every turn,
page or corner,
brings you to the front
where i have to read the words
or see your shape in shadows,
you are in everything,
fleeting glimpse,
lines on the page,
sweet sweet memory of
your taste on my tongue,
perfume on my collar,
distractions…
i can’t get enough of

— glb