Saturday, November 28, 2015

t p

the feeling was familiar
i think

it had to have been when 
decided
to remember it


ache


you could be me, but I not you.
I see my self through and through.
who could I be but me?


inland


your eyes set sail at sea after
you saw my white flag from across the depths
of my heart




Thursday, November 19, 2015

in the shadow of love, I find peace.

quickly candied

cuddling a crumbling foundation, I am eased in to eternal with a renewed and reviewed Self.