After the After

The sun is love and love is what?

Warmth? Fire? Red?

No, its undefinable,

If understood, it is nothing,

If controlled, it is imagining,

It is the shoes you stand on,

It is good and bad, dark and light,

When immersed in its beams,

The impossible is achieved,

New heights are realized and conquered,

Love thyself,

Can there be anything else that will truly last?

Or are we cursed with brief anguished unknown crystalline glaciers,

That melt as we gather knowledge and age,

The unknown is beautiful,

Mystery is addictively seductive,

But what happens next?

After the after…

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Boomer

Funky colors with cool cool undertones,

I love you so much,

With complexity heavenly pit deep,

Sometimes unintentionally used,

You are magical,

Energy like a medium swell,

Peaceful yet powerful,

I love you,

As thick as blood, I feel you,

Foolish acts yield endless laughter,

The best tool in life,

We know all too well,

You have taught me so much,

I thank you,

I thank you,

For your devotion to my growth,

For your tearful brick love,

For you lighthearted spice,

I love you,

Boys just don’t get it, do they?

Will they ever?

Of course, but are we patient enough?

That I am unsure,

But I am certain of surprises,

Ascend a friendly staircase,

And we enter our world again,

A triangle of perception,

The unearthed angles inevitable,

Create our painful contrast to our sunshine stare,

Acceptance,

Judgment as swift as the wind,

Channeling another decade,

While questioning the progressions of now,

Fly on by sweet angel,

I will always be by your side.

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