Although they
look sweet
pretty berries
are blue
but not
blueberries
and those fooled
may grimace
with the first
pop of skin
as tart flavors
flood over
the tongue
and I laugh
With medication
taken
and water bottle
in hand
the bed
that’s not my bed
waits
for me to try
and find comfortable
as I find comfort
in your gifts
there
to remind me
of your love
I am an ass
of thoughtless
actions and inactions
that cause
tears and
headaches and
high blood pressure
all because
of a moment
of thoughtlessness
that creates
chaos to reign
and I worry
if I’m even good for you
at all
Sometimes
you just have to
ignore the eyes
watching on
and
wiggle your ass
to the music
with the freedom
of a carefree
moment
and
let them laugh
with a smile
on your face
Can we
just stay home
and burrow
together
under cool covers
with the
ceiling fan on
and whisper
sweet nothings
to each other
in the
quiet space
we share