Black and white

So this is all I amAnd this is all I knowCan't tell a summer loverTo settle for the snow The last time I saw them Your eyes still shone for me I don't know how to function What is time and space and light and day I might as well be swimming in the river …

Ode to Us

We are as boats, Floating, Capsizing, Cruising, But never falling under. You are the anchor that steadies me And I am what keeps you buoyant, Your Sea.

Reactionary

My knees might not get proverbially wobbly when I see you But I lose command of the English language And that,  I think, Is a more profound loss of faculty

Memory

You think the danger has passed You think you're in the clear. But he comes silently,  stalkingly, With the stealth of the night And when he comes, There can be nothing But to give in and be ravaged By the Power of a Memory.

Lemonade

Lemonade,  Lemonade, Lemonade,Always on a hot summer's day.I recall one day in AdelaideWhen you froze summer with the words you would say.

The Morning Of Our Lives

We walked along the shaded path, Hand in hand,  in tandem; We bathed in early sunbeams, We made this our memorandum.

The Day of Alone Time

Jean-Paul Sartre wrote,  "If you're lonely when you're alone,  then you're in bad company." Well,  I am personally quite comfortable (too comfortable,  perhaps) in solitude and I pity my fellow misfortunate millennial counterparts (not all of them, but you know full well which cliques I'm talking about) that need to meet five different groups of …