God had a sense of humor
God had a sense
of humor that he didn’t share with His angels
entertaining Adam and Eve as they created Seth.
Laughter was heard on a wedding night
between the pain and the pleasure:
ingredients for a sticky sauce
that adheres family portraits and
slippery noodles to a single, circular wall.
No one to romance
There is no one to be the receiver of my romance,
No woman in my life worthy of my waiting on to dance,
I crave to craft art for her ear and eyes,
Listen to her laughter; comfort as she cries,
Meditate on her ruminations and discuss her daily digests.
Hear the air of her breath, watch the rise and fall of her chest.
Where is she? Tell me please,
So I can cherish her now. Certainly I must,
Construct trestles of trust before I rust.
Surely, it’s her time for me to see
And love all parts of her with every part of me.
Long Distance Friend
Every few months, I miss you the day after.
I miss your thoughts, face, your indelible laughter.
An email now and then, then we forget, lose touch?
I crave you here beside me so much.
You are my confidence the world will improve
And will excel in whatever you choose. Lives you will move
Because you know who holds the world in the palm of His hand.
I say, “See you soon,” and hug not shake hands.
We are forced to live over distances wide.
I wish I never had to leave your side:
You are friend, one hard to find.
One’s future is destined surrounded by such minds.
Your are so much like me, so alike, almost akin.
I love you, my friend.