Small and delicate
I shrink down
from five foot ten
to four foot nothing
to two foot three
and then further still
until small enough
to crawl
into your pocket
where I can burrow
into the comfort
of you
and the world
disappears
Seeking silence
I surrender
to the softest touch
of your fingertips
and skim
of your lips
as you help
to whisk away
the world
beyond this moment
and this space
with you
I need you
like lungs need air
and when you
are not there
I ache
for your return
as the ins and outs
of the heart begin
to feel the burn
like holding my breath
and the ache comes
as I do this
to myself
even when
I think of you
while lying here
back cooled
by concrete
skin shaded
by overhang
and clouds
meandering by
at a slow pace
that makes the world
feel lazy
and languid
Blossoms fade
for fruit to bare
as leaves flutter
in summer breezes
and as I lie
on grassy earth
and breathe in
the bounty
of summer’s yield
that tickles my nose
and whispers
in my ear
of the promise
of goodness
yet to come
Emotions
churn like
storm clouds
as lines
of demarcation
are drawn
in the sky
like sand
bisected
while tears fall
like raindrops
as darkness
and light
play tug-of-war
with the soul