The Ache

I think of you
a few thousand
times a day
and each time
my soul eases
and I can breathe
a little easier.

There is no
possible way
I could change
my mind
about you.

I need you
to breathe.

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Guilt

Rising up
like a nausea
of the soul
as a clench
of choking tears
tightens
at the throat
and stings the eyes
while
I swallow hard
and struggle
to whisper

I’m sorry

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Dinosaur March

Hidden treasures
hide
among green
to distract
and amuse
delight
and sometimes
stir up
a bit of laughter
as you wait
in the heat
even the shade
of junipers
can’t assuage.

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Missing Time

I woke up lost
and unsure
what happened
to the day
as clouded mind
struggled
to piece together
past events
that wouldn’t
connect
and hours
were lost
forever gone
even when
the sky cleared

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Longing for Rain

Spring raindrops
fade from memory
as hot summers
sear the moisture
from flesh and soil
to leave
the spirit dry
and cracked
as we try
to remember
what it felt like
to feel lush
and full of life
once more

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A Perfect Fit

Like puzzle pieces
on a game board
we fit together
heart to heart
and soul to soul
with each coil
of arms
that holds me close
and fit of parts
against parts
more pieces
fall together
until only as one
are either of us
complete

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