Presence

I.
Blue eyes from my mom:
If you are like the sun, you radiate.
If you are bright and golden,
and I am dark and far and cold
and slowly drifting away,

then such is the way of the universe.








II. An Ode


I love you, love you so very much.
I would do anything to see the sun set and you take over.
I long to be within you, around you, not without you, beside you, fully among you.
I have already given up all of my worldly possessions.
Every pain dissolves when I am here. When your existential harmonies ring true, your colors collide,
the bond becomes.


And your presence
is my salvation.