I was going to write
I was going to tell you that
You are a light
But I was too displeased with
my life that day
to celebrate yours in my mind
on the way
It took me a while to catch up
to dispel the fear, to join the cheer
To find more love
in your coven of people
like you, like me
Discovered why you are like you, like me
like the she I never knew
who was part of me, part of you
Part of the hurt from you inflicted
on me and now you say “hurt me”
Sorry, too much love in me for you
to do the first thing you asked me to do
Yes, too much love in me for you
to refuse the last thing you asked me to do
“Bésame Mucho” plays under a canopy of trees & eyes
On a white night full of love & fights, full of beauty & vulgarity
full of peace & war, full of unity &
a score…to settle
On a white night where the only compass
is four hearts & an orange star
And the only direction is where we are
On a white night when only the truth hurts,
but not for people like you, like me
On a white night where
the only truth is freedom
& the only rule is be
where the only gift is a lesson
and the only price is free
where the only thing existing
is the salt from moonlit sea
that glistens come daybreak
on people like you, like me
*dedicated to my soul mate sibling
As Open As the Sky... 