i’m in no rush
originally written 07.27.03

i’ll take my time today
and tomorrow, because
i took my time yesterday.
i’m in no rush, because
haste never did me any good.

i’ll give you a few small pieces
of myself everytime, because
i gave you a few yesterday.
i’m in no rush, because
i’m not ready to bear everything.

i’ll
walk toward you with baby steps,
look into your eyes in small glances,
and slowly extend my hugs into more,
because
it was all enough to make you smile
yesterday.
i’m in no rush, because
doing more might be too much.

in time,
time might shine
a little more light
onto all of the pieces
that come together
to compose all of me.
the baby steps may become the longest miles.
the small glances may become heartfelt gazes.
the hugs may become the sweetest kisses.
in time, maybe.
but,
baby steps, glances, and hugs
will be enough to keep this smile
for awhile...
because they were enough only yesterday.

i hope you don't mind.
i just met you.
i just want to make you smile.

anything with you
originally written 07.23.03

i know that
this shirt will just
stay in my closet for one weekend more.
and i know
these plans will just
fall to the ground, and they never will soar.
i'd like to
know that i am
wrong about this, just be wrong for one time.
i'd like to
know that i won't
wake up next week with a weak-end behind.

i'm not looking for anything to do
or for anyone to do
on this lonely friday night.
unless it's anything to do
with nobody but you
on this lonely friday night.

if you knew
how it feels
to feel for you when you won't feel for me
then you'd know
how it feels
to walk in the dark toward goals you can't see.
when you talk
i cannot tell
if you're calling for me to reach out toward you.
when i hear
your voice streaming
from your mouth to my ear i see shades of blue.

i'm not looking for anything to do
or for anyone to do
on this lonely friday night.
unless it's anything to do
with nobody but you
on this lonely friday night.
if there's anything to do
i'd do anything with you
on this lonely friday night.
there's not anything to do
if it's anyone but you
on this lonely friday night.

if you could see me gazing
straight at the stars
wondering where you are...
if you could hear me wishing
on falling stars
to bring me where you are...
if you could see me gazing
into your eyes
would you realize
that i've been wishing you would
gaze back to mine?
just let my heart shine.

i'm not looking for anything to do
or for anyone to do
on this lonely friday night.
unless it's anything to do
with nobody but you
on this lonely friday night.
if there's anything to do
i'd do anything with you
on this lonely friday night.
there's not anything to do
if it's anyone but you
on this lonely friday night.

eleven/eleven = love/love
(or reciprocals and reciprocity)
originally written 07.07.03

it's eleven:eleven p.m.
and instead of sleeping--
like i should be,
i'm wishing for
re-cip-ro-ca-tion.
(come again)
ree-sip-row-kay-shun.
just to be able to
relish in being loved and
sip tea from love's cup and
row my vessel in a sea of love and know it's all o-
kay because no one will
shun my love away.

for the past three-hundred and sixty-four
eleven:eleven p.m.s
i've wished to fall in love
or wished someone--
anyone--
to fall in love with me.
well, on the three-hundred and sixty-fifth
eleven:eleven p.m.
i'll wish for a reciprocal love.,
at eleven:eleven p.m.
a shooting star falls
in the honor of
reciprocity.

a case of the mondays
originally written 07.08.03

it's tuesday morning
after having a case of the mondays
(which are anything but mundane)
and i'm preparing for the wednesday hump
when i'll be looking to place the her
into thursday, before having
a lonely friday night
and a working weekend...
which is all prelude to
a case of the mondays.

okay, so, i've written some new material. but, i'm only going to publish it when i'm ready. i've got some personal stuff going on and i am currently not ready to publish most of the new material. sorry guys.