The brilliance of his reds
The muted hues of the shes
Building lives together
Watch them live their dreams
The brilliance of his reds
The muted hues of the shes
Building lives together
Watch them live their dreams
I’m supposed to walk more
sit less
prepare the house
eat fresh
continue to chase the kids
enjoy the mess
except,
I mean, yet
I’ve lost myself
within this 24/7
But I love them, so…
A smile, the product of overwhelming acceptance.
Crazy how writing a sentence can be the cause of tears.
Is wanting such a simple human response proof of a wandering spirit in search of connection?
A place to belong,
Echoes inside of me,
awakens at dawn.
Genuine acknowledgment in a situation played out before ours eyes,
should not be controlled.
Why deny the person across from you the gift of worth?
My smile is yours.
I’ve always known, a
Dauntless healer, my heart.
I hear a Beast howling,
My spirit desires to soothe
You, now be.
I become what is
Written, effortlessly.
So does he, and the
Cornered woman
Over there, as well.
Don’t suppress. Write truth
Willingly, and man
Will fall to their knees.
Expecting to see your soul,
Words active. Living.
Intoxicating intentions, yours.