words cannot do
enough
to speak and say
how i love

what i like in
being away,
to you
near you
in lonely couches
board on music,
dances
write

i go.
come near
you
as i wish to leave

i drown.
i drown.

i float on
words
and hurt on
leaving,
i do.

right through
bones and
meadows,
green as grass
and torn as
leaves

in autumn,
dear
in search of
nothing
no one
i hold on to

i won't
in drinking
smoking

hearing none
but hollow sounds

i leave you
try to.

time is my
seldom
enemy in
notes
tonight as
morning tries
to
break
through you

i cannot stand
this suffer,
cold,
as it should be
don't
leave me
leave me.