yesterday I was asking you
to please
not hide your tracks
too well
today I started looking
at my own
unsettling feeling
that you are pulled
in a tidal tug
by a newer moon
but when I see your truth
with my real eyes
I know
maybe this distance is to blame
for my distortion

I want to write my heart to you
and joy in a baby's laugh
and the dance of a field of flowers
and the soft honeyed interior
a warm hand in the dark
and the flame flaring and arcing
the wave's swell, crest and crash
and the mirror opening out
I want to speak to you
of the road home that I know

I want to dress my heart shining
with ribbons and colored paper
the gift you're happiest to open
the one you value most

In those words
On an empty page
That you would write
For me
I found a heart
Strength forged
From molten iron
Cooled by frozen blood
It's beauty never fully beheld
Until the muse
Broke a welded seam
And fire poured
Love on an empty page
And I saw you