Winter has returned
And I can feel it in my bones
I can taste it in the air.

Like an old friend,
We pick up where we left off —
With an awkward smile
A touch so soft

Ancient Lullabies
Coddle me in my sleep.
Chanting,
“Once upon a time there was Chaos.
And in that Darkness,
The Primordial Man,
The Prophetic Prometheus
Fashioned Fire out of Friction,
Preaching Love to the non-believers.

I hurt because I feel
I feel because I love
I love because I am Love
I love because I choose Love
I love because I hurt.