Poems by DJ

He said, You love
that cat more than me!
Untrue,
though now I do. 	
One brings gifts
of string,
another occasional
birds.
Never lacking valentines: 
unconditionally lovingful cats. 
February leaves me longing 
for spring, leaving 
snow behind, leaving 
clothes behind,
contemplating 
honey. 
Falling for you
was rougher
than falling
on ice,
where only
bones
were broken.
One alongside,
one wrapping
my head,
one warming
my feet: 
A three-cat
night. 
One alongside,
one wrapping
my head,
one warming
my feet: 
A three-cat
night. 
You’ve become distant, 
cool. Exponentially, 
factoring windchill. 
What is the forecast 
for our love?  
Watching snow melt, 
ground soften, 
thaw, 
taking days, 
I ache
to defrost 
your heart. 
Oh luscious dark one, 
slipping back into my life,
melt on my tongue again. 
The moon is unconditional,
its luminescence everpresent,
yet pulls at tides 
to ensure remembrance. 
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