4.26.2015

too much to lose

seams threatening to tear
around the edges where
tears pool as i
reflect on all that i
have
and have been given
too much to hold
too much to lose

4.14.2015

parchment

clasping words once strewn
carelessly without thought of time
you carry them close
affording us the luxury
of once again
savoring syllables
so quickly cast
so hard to grasp

4.13.2015

smooth stone
still in my hand
worn soft with time
and the dreams we share
I hold you tight
as we walk into
the future
unknown
yet so bright

4.08.2015

come and roll over me
dark night,
bright sky,
pounding bass,
skipping treble,
spinning feet;
this is where I
want to be lost -
where I am found.