the beating of her wings. Jonathan Ribeiro

      a starbucks in framingham

      Got lost in your eyes again

      trust me, I wasn’t trying

      you got lost back, I saw,

      don’t deny, I see you’re lying

      endlessly frustrated by what

      we insist isn’t a game

      but how you feel about me

      trust me, I feel the same

      but regardless of the time

      or what is written in the sand

      all I’ll ever ask of you

      is the feeling of your hand

      with mine

      recklessly

      I would travel a universe with you

      of mountains, plains, and seas

      and never once doubt

      there was a better place to be

      Never have I felt so fearless

      and yet in so much danger

      that I could be

      recklessly

      smitten with you

      umi

      I stared out at Sea

      content with what it gave

      its waves, its ripples

      tempest and shine

      and all the while

      I gave it only my time

      To appreciate its

      natural forces

      of its everything

      of all moments

      And I did not seek

      to conquer the Sea

      nor did it seek

      to swallow me

      But rather, we enjoyed

      each other in the little

      imperfections

      that we reveal

      in the surface

      Because all it took

      the other to witness

      was ignorance of a clock

      so every moment was perfect

      quiet galaxy

      In her eyes

      I see whole worlds

      stars, many far

      but so tangible

      an entire universe

      resting deep in her blues