I wake up in his arms
I barely remember his name
But he’s one of the sweetest I’ve ever been with
When I go to wake him he pulls me close and asks for ten more minutes
I love the way he touches me
The soft trailing of his fingers on my spine
His whisper of a kiss on my shoulder
Such intimate affection between us
I’ve only known him for a few hours
And I don’t know if I’ll see him again
But for now I’ll just breathe this moment in and soak up these gentle kisses

love is believable
in every moment of exhaustion
in every heartbroken home
in every dark spirit,
the meaning unfolds...

...in every night that sings
of tomorrow. in every suicide
i carry deep inside my head.
in every lonely smile
that plays across my lips.
love is believable i tell you,
in every scrap of history,
in every sheen of want.

what can be wrong
that some days i have a tough time
believing.
and in each chamber of my heart
i pray.

After seeing you
for the first time
in a long time,
You certainly didn't hold up
as well in reality
as you did in my mind
and I don't know whether
to be saddened
or relieved. . . .
but it will
help to secede
from the memories
that have been
tearing at me
Even though
there is part of my being
wishing I didnt give in
after seeing
where I said you belong
has done to you.
Even the most elegant bird
loses her feathers
when encaged for too long
And I no longer wish
to peek through the wire.