you put in
the right amount
of effort
and then you wait
if it is supposed
to happen
it will.

I never get tired of clouds
because
somehow
you never see the same one
twice.

boys
bring some sort of
joy
to the surface
when they are
close
to me.
I don't know what
to call that.

You said sometimes
Texting her
Makes you uncomfortable
Like words are only half the
Conversation
And your bodies make up
The other half.
When words are
All you have
Everything feels
A little off.

I like the way
we look at each other.

I can't decide
whether to
cut
the splinter out
or wait
for it to
heal over.

The spirituality
of a Land
is something you can acknowledge
but not fully embody
when your head is full
like a city,
so I choose to believe
that the spirits of the Land
work with you
beneath your conscious awareness
bringing you closer
to what was already
there.