If the moments were without
Structure.
They’d be meandering beams of light looking
For a place to call home.
Sentient energy scared to reach out ,
Lost and alone.

I’d tell you why,
But the possibilities don’t exist
Inside this puzzle.
The pieces scattered about my
Bones.

Red In her heart and soul
Only brings me a smile
Sizzling perfection in her every
Move.
Territorial strength in her seeming
Submissiveness.
Power in her every exclamation.

I only know that I love you.
I only know that sometimes…
Only sometimes..
I wish I was taller.