FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

you do not know the worst
that is happening
in me, how

my eyes ache how my heart
bleeds

that is what you are always telling
the universe,

i, for one, do not seem to know you
anymore

you, who is, as hazy as the white
inside the shell of an egg,

there is this fear, of being who we
really are,

and beware, words can be like
chameleons,
magicians, making the most of the
deception

as you close your eyes,
i know, what you can really see,
what you have not read
makes for most of what is
really there

you, and then myself, and then
you wake up

saying, all these things are happening,
and no one is to be
blamed

it is love, and nothing more,
it is happiness, and nothing less.