You write with such familiarity and intimacy, it makes the reader think you are speaking with an old friend, yet the work is always accessible--

Loved these lines:

cuz being deep in love is silly
ain’t it?
with prepaid and prepared kisses
tasting like salt in an old wound…



I’d just like to be grounded with you…
not
deep inside where I cain’t see my way ‘round
but eye to eye …u know?...


(Ahh, the rub, because if we are grounded how can we fly?)

I wanna be able to get moody and begin to complain
when u walk out my door,down the creaky stairs,
still trying to tiptoe without the neighbors hearing u….

I wanna appreciate your attempt at being a man who is concerned about things that don’t matter to us….
but keep old folk from gossipin’


Thank you, talented one!