like tomatoes and salt

there is something
ordinary
in the way
salt softens
the hardest of tomatoes
chopped,
that it holds me
in its magic
every single time

like relationships
that never end
on any note
other than
a soft becoming
of finding more
of growing more
of being more
together,
a more
that never was

Take Two

It takes two ends
of a thread
to make a knot.
It takes one end
to unravel it.

It takes two blades
of one scissor
to make a snip.
It takes one pair of
loving hands
to hug.

It takes two to make two.
It takes two to make one.
It takes one to make one.
So be.
You!

You came so close

you came so close
to giving voice
to words
swallowed
between
your breaths;
you came so close
to touching
my heart
with yours -
I could hear
the heartbeats;
you came so close
to reaching out
through the veil
to feel
my cheek
against yours;
you came so close,
and yet,
you chose
to draw
yourself away;
to leave
the circle
open
unfinished
with, or
without you.
You came so close
only perhaps
to show me the way.