Hand In Hand

The days that I miss you, I wonder what you’ve done. I’m not weak yet neither strong. Is this impulse just for fun? We agree we didn’t think we’d be. Hand…in…hand. I wake up and see your face, even when you’re gone. All I do is dream of you. It helps when I’m alone. Could…

Without Words

He looks at me with happiness. As if I were a dream. Something of perfection. Like snow flakes or seams. I never intended to be with him. And here I lay in his arms. Never called a guy my gem. Knowing I’m safe from harm. I would often wonder about it. If he ever felt…

Shine On Its Own

Does the moon speak to the sun. Asking, “Will you shine on me?” I think not, it’s confident in it’s routine. Does the wind, who pushes by force… Ask the earth to open it’s door? It’s expectant of this trend. It’s supposed to, it’s the wind. This settles my heart enough to smile. This hasn’t…

Quite Like Me

Sometimes I sit and think of you. Of all we’ve done and all we do. I’m scared you may abandon me. Is that so bad? Do you see? That hurt has crept into my cup. I want a life. I want an “us.” I’m scared I may not be enough. Is that so bad? Can…

Idle Desperation

Idle Desperation I have a will against my own. The attempt to show I’m known. Just to touch your hand. Whisper your type of man. Fill you head with wonder. Then your thoughts I’d plunder. Yes, that type of power. I could sit in there for hours. Then suddenly I blink. As if I need…