#deargoodey

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

northern wind.

cold sea burning warm

in grey-blue eyes.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

leaning over cold metal,

all focus. all fire.

go on, tell me again

you’re harmless.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

time keeps moving–

a pull still beats in my chest.

the thread holds,

nevertheless.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

i mastered feeling

the day you became the spark.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

there is no road to you–

so i keep building

these small bridges

of words.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

you move like a storm

over the quiet fields

of my composure.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

not salvation–

just the sweet disaster

of wanting.

[gone-for-goode]

dear goodey,

pale daylight breaks through the window.

my thoughts still bloom

in last night’s dream.