Through young love and the world at our feet,

I will not walk this earth without you.

Through the pain we endured too soon in life,

I will not walk this earth without you.

Through the joy of choosing each other every day,

I will not walk this earth without you.

Through our hardest moments and decisions,

I will not walk this earth without you.

Through our eager hopes, wishes, and schemes,

I w...

hoards of them

pressing against my inner walls

thoughts, feelings, stories

I write for myself

from the other side of the mirror,

another me

calls, shouts, cries, dreams.

inside,

a completely different world

a different life.

outside,

passive and reserved

a life only half lived

keeping silent to keep the peace

harboring secrets, I push them deep....

Sometimes we fall in love with ideas, not people. We fall in love with running through a rainstorm;

dancing in the kitchen.

A day of white roses,

a house with a white fence.

The steam rising from your hot morning coffee,

soft morning light and a gentle chill.

But life isn’t all fun and games.

Neither is love.

The rainstorm is romantic until you’re stranded in it on the side of the road.

What ...

Water laps between my chin and neck, each wave rhythmically colliding into me in tune with the beat of my heart. I feel a raindrop on my forehead, and for a moment I intake the calm before the storm. A breeze gently shakes the trees, the last bit of sunlight slips behind the clouds to the west. The birds go silent. It’s just me and the gentle water, the air and the clouds and the tension. Then mor...

Splash

The water ripples around me and I’m

Submerged in everything and nothing

It’s quiet and the sun shines through

I surface and fill my lungs

I float letting the current

Take me anywhere but here

I hear bird songs and river serenades

Droplets running down my skin

Held and carried

Only to be left back on the land I left

I drag my feet back home

Need and Want calling my name

Drip

Drip

Dr...

My eyes catch the reflected movement

Of a gentle breeze swaying the newly green trees outside my window

Beckoning me to come out

To sit among the branches hanging down to kiss me

To feel fresh, cold earth under me

To admire the stretching expanse of a cloud-dotted sky

But I stay at my desk

With fake plants that try to replicate the reality outside

A candle lit to remind me of the mountains

The f...

Winter has its strong suits

Toasty, cozy, crisp

Reunions

Countdowns

Pine and cinnamon and cocoa

But

When lights streams through the curtain

And the sun kisses my skin

I feel myself come to life again

If anyone asks, yes, the lilacs are blooming

Less metal and more pavement

All the time in the world

Another changed season

A fresh start

A new day

But I have to remind myself

I can change my life

An...

A boulder stands not too far from shore, with such a beautiful view to enjoy each day. On one side, a vast lake teeming with life, offering abundant opportunities. The lake is his home, his everything. He watches each day as the boats pass by, and when he looks behind him, he sees an endless parade of people coming to embrace his home as he has. She is spectacular! And most come see her on her mos...

Joints ache

My arms reaching

Feeling the empty sheets

How long have I been here, longing?

Alone...

Beep, beep

Waking me from my sleep

Interrupting my dreams

The quiet, dewy dawn

Over before I can breathe it in

A bitter aroma, a warm wake up call

Indulgent and cold too soon

And burdensome tasks demanding attention

Well through the afternoon

Slowly, so slowly the clock passing time

When I’m away from you

Stretch, yawn

Without an alarm

Come a little closer

Taking our time and taking things slow

W...