visitation
we meet. you are fleeting thoughts in my mind. you fade into the blurriness of that day and i forget the way your voice sounds. we meet again, you are reinforced in my memory and i take notice of your white teeth and your smile. i remember your name, the color of jacket that you wore. we say goodbye. you are a 5:1 ratio on my mind, in my dreams, in my speaking tounge. you stay with me. you are an installment in my life, you are the anchor to my rocking ship and you are lips that say my name every chance you get. you weary. you are the hook that holds my jacket, the lips that stay quiet because it is night time and everyone is sleeping. you are the closed eyes and the fluttering behind eye lids.
things are quiet, we are quiet.
the night goes on.
the sun comes up and you are smiling. the sun comes up and i am trying.
