You want someone
To feel it the same way
That you do
You want someone
To understand
The way in which
To ask you
To consider you
In the same way
A thoughtful cue
I would have done anything
For you
But you were unable
To do anything
For me
In the same way
© GÄ
Strange to stand next to someone
You were once so close to
And feel so completely far away
How strange to reflect on yourself then
In the moment when
You see who you are now
My Greenlandic roots take hold
Heavy ice beholds deserted colds
I find myself at home in the
White wild brisk alone
A wreath of fog around my neck
To set me free upon the deck
As I gaze out at a crystalline future
A removable outer icy shell
Frozen skin to push through
Fallen winds of unpredictable
Human natures while
Intuitive hyper awareness
Deliberately exposes
A survival strategy
To protect the flaming blue heart
I have scattered and shattered
Into reflective cobalt embers
As the gift of flowers are
In the memories
Of the eyes and hearts
Floating along the glacial paths
Reminding
© GÄ
I had my guard up
How awkward
It was strange
To see you
Amicably
Did I miss you?
Should I hug you?
Was it hate you left me with?
When everything dissipated
You burned me
Caught me on fire
In many ways
Where the love of friends
Was left is friendship
Also lost?
There are no leftovers
From the hangovers
Of the hurt
Trial and error
Choosing to invest
In a place
With limited return
A lot of love was lost
A lot of love was found
Keep the conversation
And the memory
In the light
© GÄ
I kiss you
On
Your
Neck
I kiss you
On
Your
Chest
I kiss you
Where
You
Ask
And we
Figure
Out
The
Rest
© GÄ
Walk inside my flow
Stretch outside
My comfort zone
The Universe is home
Everywhere I go
I’m open
I have openness
I am available
For more
When we return the script
See uncertain darkness
As a gift
Create absences
Make space
Save grace
For what is thought
For what feels needed
Forced to face the aching
But why not
Know this pain
If it could rip the chains away
Without knowing
Self-inflicted pasts
Emotionally breaking
What was stuck
Visions will see
Facing what
Would make us fight
To run the opposite direction
When walking on the stream
Opens the door
© GÄ
Assimilation or death
Which one is best
Alive or dead
How can the living
Wrap their heads around
The difference
The concept of a breath
Or even if not taking one
When we’re not breathing
We have no choice
Awake or dreaming
Sleeping forever
Starkly awake
Scuffling through life
With a head held at halftime
To remain or to escape
To take a step forward
Or to wait
We could also choose
To be awake
For the first time
In our lives
© GÄ
Fall in
Fall out
Fall all over you
Like a coat
Cover you
Trip over my tongue
No return
From your oblivion
Feel the threads
Connecting us
From the beginning
Toward the end of
What we’re living
No reply
Thinking clearly seems
To be the least of my
Propensities
Standing in the weight
Of your repleted company
When I find you
When you find me
What will you be wearing
When we find the words
That echo us
To fall in and
Fall out all over
One another
What color will it be
Tripping over ourselves
Into the oblivion
Of warm reverberations
One sleeve at a time
© GÄ
You can get lost
In a good way
If you don’t want to be found
If you don’t want to pretend
Like running from your demons
You don’t have to hang around
Falling into the same hole
That your fist left
In the wall of your heart
You built bricks
When the best ones
Played their dirty tricks
So that no one could
Climb over into your abyss
Who could ignore the outline
Of your lashes
Never get lost in the forest
Of your passion
Walk across the burning ashes
Towards your forever
For the sake of saying something
That lasts beyond
The outline of just words
Sliding with the gravity
Down to the center
Of your core
A piece of flint
A fire
You are a piece of me
A spark
A shift
You are
An uplift
A perfect shadow
You can get lost
In a good way
© GÄ
I had a chance
To take you in my mouth
Okay wait
Let me slow down
Breathe a moment
Grab the leftovers
Hold on
I don’t have the qualifications
To unpack that
But I can open up
To becoming more excellent
Future up to being
More extenuating
Less guarded
More humanly susceptible
My finest grace will be
Not to become a ghostly version
Of myself
© GÄ
Clearing my headspace
Tossing away the disdain
It’s beginning to feel
Like creating a place
Share one with another again
Where I can give of myself
Nothing left of bereft
Nor held back
What a world it could be
I want hope
I want feeling
I want destiny
With you I want
Nonsense without any jealously
No need for rescuing
Found finally in each other
A place
Without strings
Attachments to things
My feet are on fire
With dream
© GÄ
Poétique 