All for Today

It often happens that as she worries about tomorrow and the day after

She loses touch of today 

And all of a sudden she loses grasp of what may be at hand 

A brand new day full of wonder and possibility 

It all gets lost to what can turn in to rapid breaths that if she isn’t careful 

Can escalate to wheezing in search for life 

For that which keeps us alive 

And all because she couldn’t focus on today 

But it happens and sometimes rather often 

She doesn’t always know how to make it stop 

But she’s trying 

To take it one day at a time 

And when she feels that tomorrow is closing in on her 

She realizes that she has to make an effort 

That she has to open her eyes facing the sun 

Forcing them to close and feel the warmth on her face 

Because that’s part of today 

The feeling of warmth emitted by that ball of fire that doesn’t burn 

Created by Elohim, a testament to His greatness 

And when the warmth envelopes her, she breathes in slowly 

Taking in the scent’s she didn’t notice before 

Feeling the breeze as it plays with her hair 

Hearing the wind as it whispers to the trees 

All for today 

All for today…

Bionica 

To love...

She couldn’t count the ways in which she loved him for they were by far not that many 

She honestly couldn’t understand what it was exactly that made her feel what she did 

But she did feel and she felt a lot 

In the mornings before getting out of bed she could feel herself smiling when she thought of him 

In the afternoons if she saw something with the slightest semblance of his thoughts she felt in awe

And in the evenings it was he who crossed her mind, every single night 

But then she wondered

Did he do the same? 

Could it be that they both held separate silent marathons in which each constantly ran through the other’s thoughts 

Could it really be possible that they both thought of each other just as much?

They had lost each other 

Out of the blue, not to be found again 

But if their gazes were to meet once again–

What would we he say?

What would he do?

Would he remember exactly all that they lived in this life and in the previous one?

Would he just pull her in and take in the smell of her hair, disheveled the way he like it?

Would everything be the same or better?

Would there be enough words to capture the moment?

Could it be that above all he always held on to the memory of her 

Hoping that one day the timing would be right 

And all would fall into place

No more running in opposite directions 

No more running away 

Because this time they would be running together

She didn’t know 

She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know 

To find him and find out…

Bionica 

Timing

6am her day began 

Taking out her dogs and making sure everything was ready for when she left the house at 7am 

7:30 am she was searching for parking hoping to find something near work 

It was going to be a long day 

By 12 noon she had endured a sweat marathon like no other, but that of course was to be expected of a Sunday in June 

By 3pm work was over, the sweat was dry on her clothes and she was hungry 

She made her way to see him, a friend from some time ago 

It would be the second time they would see each other 

Connecting and putting pieces together 

By 5pm they had dinner and the pitchers of beer had come to a stop 

It was 7pm, they had taken a few trains, gotten a little lost and yet they found their way to Wall Street 

There they were, making their way to the top of the world 

Maybe there was something in the air, because that’s where their romance took off 

They came closer together without exactly touching and it was beautiful 

The affection, the love–it was something that seeped from their pores 

The clouds got a sense of it and they wanted to spread the love too 

So they made rain, making sure that everyone who was touched by the water would feel the love they did 

It was 9pm and they were drenched, as if they had decided to take a dip in the Hudson minus the skinny because their clothes was something they forgot to take off 

9:39pm came and their good bye pulled them in, it held them close to the possibility of something new 

And it began…Their kiss was sealed with light, and no amount of darkness could make it go away 

-Bionica