Is your cup

Half empty

Or half full?

Do you know the difference?


Between an impassionate kiss

And a gentle loving touch

An unconnected grasp

And a warm loving embrace?



And lust?


And living?


Cookie cut

Thoughts and actions

And a roaring roiling river

Of spontaneous interaction


With life

With light

With you

With me


The cup

Is always empty

Filled to the brim

With sweet nothingness


The blank blackboard

Open and empty


To all

To everything


To you

To me