Someone I Knew; 2009

I thnk that your smile waves at me before your hand.

That your warmth is felt before any wind.

That your presence hits me harder than any push,

and that your life is a blessing to those you touch.

Your valor to say the unspoken truths

are a gift to the unaided ears

and your words carry more meaning that you can fathom-

and I reward you for such releases

and breaths of air you bring to such poisons.

If boredom be your muse, let boredom visit you time and time again,

because it’s fruits are better than the burden.

And its flames are forever burning amongst the minds it feeds.