Bravery and courage
Lingers
In her gaze

She is stronger
Than mountains to face
Than any tragedy that hits
Her heart is faint,
But she will survive this storm

You realize it when you
See her
Fiery eyes.

Sitting there

you are

a perfect

balance of

innocence

and silence

melting.


like low tides

kissing over

a southern
sloped beach at

sunset.


no motion

wasted or

taken for

granted.


only a

promise that

the next

moment

will be your

best.


your eyes

keeping secrets

deep that no

heart could

ever forget,


like a broken

window long

past the

moment

when the

stone was

carelessly

thrown.


you embrace

all of world

in your
young years and

the world

embraces

all of

you back,


with glee

and open

admiration.


for I too

have seen you

at the

window still.


and now

I like

the sunset sea,


can think of

nothing less.

Missing; nope you’re not missing
In; but you’re still in my life
Action; you’re the action in life
With each tump of my heart you course through my veins
Your love is the marrow of life and it drips from my lips with every formulation of “I love you”
Nervous butterflies fly in my belly because they can’t find their nectar
You’re not missing; my heart disagrees
You’re clearly in; but in is a mater of perspective
You’re full of enriching action; but my anxious mind struggles to keep up
You’re not MIA; My pesky friend named “Mr. Self Love” took the bullet this time

Chalk flakes from callused hands
Eyes squint; lucid dream; solution clear
Inverted two handed start
Left, then right
Feet jitters, ****
Breath; check your feet; flag left
Crimp; bump right; match
Check feet; heel; stick it
Breath grace in breath grace out
Dart right; swipe left; switch feet
Nailed it

our love is quiet and comfortable,
happy and safe
my home is in your heart.

Love; spelled L-O-V-E
It’s easy to spell but it feels
Butterflies no corosive acid pulsing through your stomach
It ignores the rules of phonics; the O should be long.
Just as it ignores your needs and relentlesslessly courses restless could be’s through your soul
Love should be from fairytales but Cinderella needs to wake up and be punched in the gut by love’s true force
Where is my ******* missing slipper?
Love isn’t a four letter word. It’s nothing more than self-sacrifice with a cute ******* bow on it.