Grew too fast;
Never will be
a kid again.
Hand held charms,
blowing wished
days along.
You cleansed traces
of wonderment
from me.
I left it all behind
when we hung
our clothes
on shag-
carpeted
floors.
Pooling our differences as one.
Liquid flowing under
the same boat.
No longer docked
at bay but now
anchored at sea
where I can
no longer find
the dock again.
At sea, at bay.
I trusted you
with vital parts of me.
One fascinated with colors
and shapes until it all was
indistinguishable as one.
Never believed
you had to buy
what you touched –
until I found
myself broke
again.
Embracing embarrassment
in linen sheets harboring
our China patterned cries.
They’re all I
got to keep
of you.