My heart is on pins and needles
But I can’t seem to shake away
That certain sleepy shivery state —

It’s stuck ruminating on you.

Internally icicled
I’d knit myself together
But the frost froze my fingers
So there unravels my fraying heart.

Light a candle
Leave a prayer
Let worries fall away

Any problems hope will handle
And darkness wouldn’t even dare
Absorb you when the night’s gleam rivals day.

The house shifts and sighs trying to settle into place
But it’s impossible to get comfortable
With all those stomps and smashes beating from inside
Like a cracked heart pounding against a proud chest
Trying to forgive and forget but instead fettered to emotion
Unsurprisingly the house only knows how to creak.

Champagne soaked apple pie
And socks tossed aside
I sank into the over-cushioned sofa
Watching the Day come to a calm end
Knowing the Night missed your excitement.

The sincerest words
Laced in darling decadence  
Could not even dream to do justice when it comes to
Penning down your laughter and painting in my blushes.

Since I met you, I’m afraid I’ve forgotten how to write.

Lemon grass tea cupped on the cool porch,
Though the young eyes are barren beyond belief —
The young eyes are glazed over with ghosts —
She is wiser than her single digit years.

Fingers run coconut oil through her tangled hair,
Humming a sweet sounding lullaby,
Her mother silently swears to bring back
The twinkle that was taken away —
But she fears that once familiar spark of curiosity
will only ever gleam during an evanescent dream.