September 20th, 2013, 3:46am PST

I cried

From the stoop

Outside, the harvest moon 

had fallen into fall and

it smelled like winter

And each lover

sat beside me

Fresh like the weather

an olfactory reminder 

Of each year 

These walls 

hold silent 

their ears

Keeping secrets 

beyond their means....

 

For James, with patience and strength

I don't want to do anything but miss you for a while.

There are a million coulda shoulda wouldas that might pass through these lips.

There are a million things I've forgotten and a million moments I'll never forget.

With you it was all or nothing.

In the beat of a heart. 

You were beauty and all it's flaws.

A million stars born, exploding, and collapsing into nothingness again. 

You were the shape of that heart. 

Beating ferociously. 

Lone man, part wolf. 

Standing, howling at the moon, simply for the breath that filled his lungs.... Silhouetted as the sun blazes and burns out behind him.