I watched tangerine turn into innocent sanguine,
while thinking of you, and
thoughts of how I want an “us” to be.
Feathered blues, birthed since before noon,
caused aquamarine streaks
as twilight breathed – were you with me?
My neck felt a breath, my back the push of a finger;
the moment continues to linger.
…we grow into who we’ve always wanted to be – my hope.
A favorite of mine. A good reminder today, as well.
it is his love i seek
his attention for which
my sun, all the stars
in my make believe,
are shining again,
i’m suddenly awake,
and know just who i need.
Silence this mouth
With words forgiving
Shut my eyes
Positive images abound me
Steady these long legs
Upon fertile ground
Wrap my eager hands
Binding them in grace
Within attentive ears
Might music absolve; save me
Bundled ‘tween you
There’s no place I’d rather be
Pink glowing sanguine
Love calls: come quick
Run over, and then in
Search wildly for love’s existence,
For trust, in the end.
Know this is where together begins.
Listening to this on repeat today. And then my daily reading has me brought to tears. (As does much of what I’m reading today. A message is supposed to get to me, I think.
It has me focused on the last three words.
What woman doesn’t want to hear this from the man she’s devoted to? I cling to the idea love like this exists. I’m a hopeless romantic and a sucker for true devotion.
Adding the entire reading, as it might be helpful to another.