when you are near, here
with me, your elbow
brushing against mine, you
sometimes slip and catch
my rib instead, knocking
at the walls of my lungs
-- you certainly knock
the breath right out
of my words, darling,
until all i can see are the stars
beyond your shoulder
when you are near, hear
my voiceless love spill
all over your jacket, i'm so sorry
i made a mess of us, honey.