He’s like the break of dawn,
Like the smell of freshly brewed coffee.
The unwrapping of a gift,
A lunar eclipse.
He’s a bouquet of roses,
And the worst is
I run out of wonderful things
To compare him to.
Because the best of it all
Is that he’s mine.
-KC

There was a moment
A perfect moment
Where the night was young
Spirits were high
I stole the night
You whispered in my ear
Everything I longed to hear
And I lived
I soared
I let go unabashed
My laughter booming
Cheeks burning
Butterflies churning
And there you were
Perfectly unaware
That long before
I had dreamed of this
Prayed for this
Yearned for this
Now it’s arrived
But I can only think of this night
        -KC

A flower has bloomed
Amidst the chill of winter
How fitting it seems,
Getting to know you
As the season changes.
My tears dried and cracked
Staining my newly blushing cheeks as your voice lulls
My aching heart into remission.
Two adults, now young again
Testing the waters of friendship
How sweet it tastes to a dried mouth, these words of affection .
you've freed this heart
Too long in a cage
Now ready to take flight
Taking me to new heights
Blooming once again