Little things
pile together
bit by bit
until finely defined
details
become blurred
in the tangle
of all that
draws the eye
and pulls
on the attention
and fine details
fade away
under the onslaught
of chaos
Apple peel
and bits of core
star anise
and peel
of orange
a cinnamon stick
or maybe two.
A spark of heat
some time to stew
moon water roils
into fragrant brew
of simmering
scents
that warm the home
balm the sinuses
and soothe
the soul.
Sunset
and shadow
play games
high above
as we sit
together
on a cold bench
tucked in
to each other’s
warmth
and watch
as the sun sinks
and the sky
turns vibrant
as light
begins to fade
Worlds lie
within worlds
secret and private
different
and alien
as they grow
and develop
mere inches
from our noses
and yet
unnoticed
by most
as they begin
to take over
little by little
Time together
finally
a gift
vibrant
and perfect
as your hands
wash over
my senses
like a sunset’s
gentle kiss upon
mountain peaks
before
night and sleep
soon follow
close behind
Delicate bits
hold on
with a tenuous
grip
as friends come
to join
and gather close
to lend support
and weight
to the cause
until not one
but hundreds
then thousands
cover everything
in sight