strip my mind bare. beneath the layers
a caged thought lies, aching to linger
upon my tongue, under your skin.

i keep my light open at night
in hopes of seeing you here,
meanwhile your name runs in ink
down pages of fluttering paper wings
my heart does hold dear
when you're discovered near.

your galaxy of smiles flood my mind's corners
and soothes worries with calming swirls. you are
the fringes of muse,
faint freckles of music,
pieced together with a bow of string,
and you are my present.

and you are the only present wanted,
and the only future seen.
the only thing, that i need.

.....

[ l . c ]