I Forget

I'm forgetting him..

And he should have been worth my remembering.

Or at least - he would have been.

Had he not well deserved my forgetting.

Casual Relations

Oh, but to share casual intimacies.
No emotions, no hang-ups, no hurt.

Only sheer pleasure.

Always fleeting.
But entirely liberating.

In the Rain - a vignette

Caught completely by surprise, he stood motionless in the rain, his black umbrella shielding him from the downpour. He had been making his way from his apartment to a local pub when he saw her. His heart sank.

She came out of the coffee house across the street, accompanied by an old friend, both of them stopped short by the rain. She threw her purse above her head and with squeals of laughter, the pair ran out onto the sidewalk toward the cars parked along the curb. She stopped abruptly and bent down to scoop up the keys she had just dropped, her thin dress clinging to her in the rain. With her keys in hand she hurried toward her car, unlocking the doors remotely as she ran.

Sweet Truth

I am lost to him, but him to me? He does not say.
But what of that anyway?
It is the unsaid that reveals truth.
It is action that exposes love.

Nothing Lasting

For what purpose should I love again?
So many times I have thought it so, and so many times it was not.
At least not in its lasting.

Why not choose instead to love what cannot truly love in return?
Then - if lost - nothing ever was gained for the losing.

Greed

Greed is like a cool, smooth snake undetectably coiling itself around hearts.
He cunningly conceals himself behind words like fair, equitable or just.
All the while insisting on the most inequitable of conditions.

Star Gazing - a vignette

They sat under the stars on a bench overlooking the water with their heads directed upwards, gazing at the night sky. He was leaned back, legs crossed with an arm around her shoulder while pointing here and there, describing the different constellations and meanings that only someone who had studied the science would know.