
Stormy
the drop
rolls in like
storm clouds
to turn
once sunny
disposition
dark and gray
and blot out
the sun
so that every
moment
becomes
difficult
and
unpredictably
volatile

Stormy
the drop
rolls in like
storm clouds
to turn
once sunny
disposition
dark and gray
and blot out
the sun
so that every
moment
becomes
difficult
and
unpredictably
volatile

Delicate
emotions raw
with sharp edges
and stripped down
to their
most tender
with an ache
I can’t name
and can’t describe
but you
don’t need
explanation
as long as
I’m reaching
for you

Prickly
Here it comes
once again
the consequence
of my actions
taking senses
usually smooth
like river stones
and creating
upon them
sharp edges
ready to
draw blood
at the slightest
provocation

Welcomed
clusters of
delicate blooms
offer a splash
of cheer
as long as
you remember
not to touch
or get too near
for these aren’t
the flowers
you’ll want
to pick
nor will you
witness
animals
that want a nip

Cloud Spotting
wispy details
among plump fluff
snags my attention
as I look up
and all I can think
is what I see
is a dragon
soaring
above the trees
with maw open
and hungry eyes
and that I stop
to linger
is no surprise

Passion
like a tight bud
that opens
to spread
its petals wide
I lie before you
vulnerable
and with
each inch
of my skin
sensitive
to the slightest
touch
as your gaze
turns greedy
and intense