WITHOUT JET FUEL


I wanted
To be with you
But the gatekeepers
Of the south portal
Would not let me go

I don’t understand them
Now they are much nicer
But they seemed spooked

Even though they
Have pistols and
I only have a pen

Back when they
Liked to act daring
It would seemed
They wore
Government—issued
Insolence
While under stress
It’s good to think
Good thoughts

So I thought
Of you
Levitating above
The clouds

Magnificent wonder
Of the sky

Celestial symbol
Of beauty

The agents
Inspected my
Beat up car

They double checked
My identity

I don’t know
Why they don’t
Believe me

I love you
Because you
Can fly
Without jet fuel

I thought of you
On the other side
Of the clouds
Closer to
The sun

PICTURE


My princess
It flatters me
To know
You have
My photograph

If you wish
In the very
Near future

You may have
My face
My lips
My heart

AFTER SUNSET


I could not
See you
But I knew
You were there

I could
Feel the warmth
Of your beauty

Flying with
The shadows
Of my day