2.28.2008

Hot Air Balloon

Her brilliant colors rose high in the clear sky
Lifted by the mighty force within her

2.27.2008

landing

She kept asking him why he was so afraid to fly
Until he asked her why she was so afraid to land

2.15.2008

cadence

His breath rose and fell in steady rhythm
Measuring time in the dark
He was, she realized,
Providing the very cadence of her heart

2.14.2008

flying

She used to spend all her time flying
Until he gave her a safe place to land

2.13.2008

ribbons

rolling, curling, smooth against my skin
ribbons of love’s sweet affection gently tucking me in

2.12.2008

missed messages

Slow down he whispered, or you’ll miss them
Miss what? She queried barely slowing her step
Miss the messages I’ve left for you
In this morning’s dew that clung to your feet,
In the soft breeze that disheveled your hair,
In the late afternoon sun that melted over the horizon,
In the gently moon that hangs patiently in the midnight sky
Slow down he whispered, or you’ll miss them