being a narcoleptic bear isn't everything it's cracked up to be

a note of concern
are you
too young
and beautiful
for your own
good?
at the rate
which you are
giving yourself
away
i worry
that when
it all goes away
and you are alone
you might
realize
you have
emptied yourself
to men
who saw
nothing more
than an easy
opportunity.


take a guess
how many more mornings
will you get to live?
don't think about it
too much.
it's better to just
take each one
as it dawns.
the morning light
can be so beautiful
and so punishing.


no importa quien
i want to hold you
but i say nothing.
i want to kiss you
but i say nothing
i want to love you
but i say nothing.
i am too content
to watch you
from this distance,
craving your touch
as i do nothing.


we die every night.
we are reborn every morning.
we are the phoenix which
mythology spoke of.