Tuesday, June 7, 2011

evan, rees, seven

i remember being seven
in heaven, is it a little the same?

I'm okay, you know
not whole, because part of me is you
but okay

somedays, though, it is agony
to know just a veil separates us
brothers, blonde and strong, tumbling
just on the other side of the screen
between me and you

when I close my eyes 
I can see you, almost
my sons, my babies, my boys
flesh of my flesh, spirit

I love you