lightning

he spoke in husky tones of friends long passed

stories blurred in laughter and white lighting

of nights he couldn't remember

and people he won't forget...

sharing

little bits of him keep spilling over my side of the line
and somewhere along the way I figure I must have grown up
since I no longer seem to mind sharing my space and
I keep hoping that he won't have to leave too soon

unafraid

you free me to laugh and dance in the rain
unafraid of hurt, sorrow or pain
though in this life thunder and lightning come
I'm wrapped in your arms, warmed by your sun

2010

slipped out nearly unnoticed
obscured as we bustled with anticipation
lowering her tired arms
she prepared to rest