Loving me is inefficient.
Listening to me is inefficient.
Is there anything about me that's worth your time?

When the world is so cold,
And the air is muffled by the sound of nothing growing,
Let me feel your breath on the crown of my head,
And the smile on my lips,
And the small circles you depict in the small of my back
That so quietly whisper "I love you."

I think
I'm tired
Of people talking
To me when
They don't bring
Anything to say.

I'd write a sonnet
About how much I love you,
Darling Boy,
If I weren't so sad that your
Shoes aren't here for me
To put mine next to.

It was snowing,
And all I wanted
Was to warm my toes
On your tummy.