When You Start it's Hard to Stop/Trapped

To learn little by little 

with infinite time,

insurmountable space

to my personal mime

languid, ethereal

imprisoned, cerebral

idyllic enchantment-

 are you ephemeral?

In search for denouement

imprisoned in verses

forgive how I'm toxic

and strangely quixotic

I'm still quite fragmented

and you're tessellated

ubiquitous lassitude

bound and unaided

If this leads to pathos

well, I'm already jaded

If this leads to elation,

I can be over sated

this fixation, I'm wishing

to meet its cessation,

like this maddening rhyming

I'm now terminating.

You Remind Me of Someone that I Don't Remember

You remind me of someone that I don't remember
every time I hear your voice I feel I've heard it before
In a rush of warm familiarity you are endeared to me
And every note in your warm tone is a rediscovered memory

I feel like I've been where we are
In this space of knowing and not knowing and learning
And your smile is a smile I feel I've previously seen
Nostalgia's embrace, all consuming

You remind me of someone that I don't remember
and every time I hear your words I feel I've held them close before
it whispers back to me, this dull ache, this blunt joy
a discarded truth I feel I'm again to employ

Its still in my fingertips, the curve of familiar lips
And without sense I search your face for my fingerprints
and when you laugh I hear the points where our voices embraced
are they neon intimations of impressions erased?

You remind me of someone that I don't remember
and a part of my heart itches and burns, trying to recollect
in a maze with an undertone of confusion and regret-
with no answers allowed to give me solace
not now, not just yet.