Through young love and the world at our feet,
I will not walk this earth without you.
Through the pain we endured too soon in life,
I will not walk this earth without you.
Through the joy of choosing each other every day,
I will not walk this earth without you.
Through our hardest moments and decisions,
I will not walk this earth without you.
Through our eager hopes, wishes, and schemes,
I w...
hoards of them
pressing against my inner walls
thoughts, feelings, stories
I write for myself
from the other side of the mirror,
another me
calls, shouts, cries, dreams.
inside,
a completely different world
a different life.
outside,
passive and reserved
a life only half lived
keeping silent to keep the peace
harboring secrets, I push them deep....
Sometimes we fall in love with ideas, not people. We fall in love with running through a rainstorm;
dancing in the kitchen.
A day of white roses,
a house with a white fence.
The steam rising from your hot morning coffee,
soft morning light and a gentle chill.
But life isn’t all fun and games.
Neither is love.
The rainstorm is romantic until you’re stranded in it on the side of the road.
What ...
Water laps between my chin and neck, each wave rhythmically colliding into me in tune with the beat of my heart. I feel a raindrop on my forehead, and for a moment I intake the calm before the storm. A breeze gently shakes the trees, the last bit of sunlight slips behind the clouds to the west. The birds go silent. It’s just me and the gentle water, the air and the clouds and the tension. Then mor...
Splash
The water ripples around me and I’m
Submerged in everything and nothing
It’s quiet and the sun shines through
I surface and fill my lungs
I float letting the current
Take me anywhere but here
I hear bird songs and river serenades
Droplets running down my skin
Held and carried
Only to be left back on the land I left
I drag my feet back home
Need and Want calling my name
Drip
Drip
Dr...
My eyes catch the reflected movement
Of a gentle breeze swaying the newly green trees outside my window
Beckoning me to come out
To sit among the branches hanging down to kiss me
To feel fresh, cold earth under me
To admire the stretching expanse of a cloud-dotted sky
But I stay at my desk
With fake plants that try to replicate the reality outside
A candle lit to remind me of the mountains
The f...
Winter has its strong suits
Toasty, cozy, crisp
Reunions
Countdowns
Pine and cinnamon and cocoa
But
When lights streams through the curtain
And the sun kisses my skin
I feel myself come to life again
If anyone asks, yes, the lilacs are blooming
Less metal and more pavement
All the time in the world
Another changed season
A fresh start
A new day
But I have to remind myself
I can change my life
An...
A boulder stands not too far from shore, with such a beautiful view to enjoy each day. On one side, a vast lake teeming with life, offering abundant opportunities. The lake is his home, his everything. He watches each day as the boats pass by, and when he looks behind him, he sees an endless parade of people coming to embrace his home as he has. She is spectacular! And most come see her on her mos...
Beep, beep
Waking me from my sleep
Interrupting my dreams
The quiet, dewy dawn
Over before I can breathe it in
A bitter aroma, a warm wake up call
Indulgent and cold too soon
And burdensome tasks demanding attention
Well through the afternoon
Slowly, so slowly the clock passing time
When I’m away from you
Stretch, yawn
Without an alarm
Come a little closer
Taking our time and taking things slow
W...