On your birthday
I wanted
To wish you well
To tell
You that I
May have been hurt
But honey I've learnt
To love
Your endearing words
When full
Of well
Meaning intent
To take
Your searing words
When void
Of well
Meaning intent
In with
Understanding
The fears
The anger
All the love and pain
From whence they came
And to love you
All the same
But you see
I
Was afraid
It was not
The right time
To try
As though
One could actually
Find a right time
To try
As though
This love could ever be
All that easy
To express fully
While there
May still be
So much left to say
Being shushed away
Out of convenience
We store
The refuse
In darkened shelves
Below the heart
Stacked
Provisions
Precariously
Positioned
Pernicious presumptions
practiced
Precedent
Principles
Pronouncing
Solar plexus shrieks scathing
Entrenched anxieties encountering
Agitations resurgent
Compelling one to
Reliably
Refuse
Relations
Running roads restless
Reacting
Rancorously
Refracting
Intentions, ineptly intolerant
Yellow
Untenable
Ideals
Easily
Ousting
Affections
Yearning
Stacked
Below the heart
In darkened shelves
The refuse
We store
Out of convenience
To organize the (nearly) intangible
Ideas that inspire our dreams
We build compartments
To carry on
To say so long
To what can
And cannot come with us
As we follow the winds
Breathing in the direction
Of the oncoming air
Blowing
Out the candles
As you make a wish
On your birthday
And you resolve
In the new year
To make advances
To organize the (nearly) intangible
Ideas that inspire our dreams
As though
One could actually
Find a right time
To try
As though
This dream could ever be
All that easy
To live fully
While afraid
To try
To find the right time
It will always
Be waiting
To be seen
Finding courage
In compassion
Trying not to ration
Servings of love
Espoused
Even withstanding despair
Dreams demand endurance
Determination and unrelenting reverence
No bounty is promised
From the present
A guarantee cannot be made
But the yearning can be stayed
I want
And I’m wanting
To wish you well
To tell
You that I
Am afraid
I have been hurt
But honey I’ve learnt
To love
With wild abandon
Without compunction
As a reason to function
Regardless of a
Return
To let my passions
Burn
Understanding
The fears
The anger
All the love and pain
From whence they came
And to love you
