I wonder, where
I would be without you-
But I haven't moved.

Heartbreak,
Looks a lot like a crushed
2003 Mustang

I think love,
The kind that makes you feel everything, the pain and joy deeply,
Makes us scared to die .

Poppy,
This is the name of a gift.
A tiny seed.
Monthly when the same
knocking comes,
Even though I cried the first time I realized it wasn't you I was welcoming, I opened my arms.  
I was so joyous to have a pain that was so close to feeling you again.
Poppy I miss you

I wanted to name you,
Something beautiful,
Something strong.
I wanted to give a name
To a life so small
So strong
So beautiful.
I needed to gift
The loss of you with happiness
That you were mine.

I cry sometimes when
I do not feel you.  
The absence is a pain
In my abdomen all on
It's own.