the number 2 is a peculiar, isn’t it?

it’s a double whole and half of its double

it represents when one and one become

more than one and less than three
and yet, it still reminds me of being lonely
as one whole adds a second whole

yet my whole is really only a half

and your whole can only add an extra half

for a short amount of time
the number 2 is a peculiar number, isn’t it?

although half can fit into one-half

one-half cannot stay connected to a half


rosy cheeks and tiny dimples.

sailboat eyes

floating in a sea of black waters

may you never capsize

as i fantasize

about sailing these seas

with both our hands

on the wheel

my prayer is that this sailboat takes us

nowhere if it means staying here with you,

somewhere if it means sailing more with you,

anywhere as long as

we are voyaging this ocean


a mermaids kiss can direct a sailor

to the treasure that he’s been searching for

and although the jaunt ends near the pink waves

it makes a stop memorizing her

rosy cheeks and tiny dimples

a sleepless city finds rest in your voice

as solace and peace is found harmonizing

rendering the greatest of heart breaks to ease

thus creating a masterpiece

although we have tithes to the memories that we’ve made

the greatest memories are the ones

that have yet to be created

and i look forward

to the journey ahead

signed, your co-captain