when you smile;
when you hold my hand;
when you kiss my lips.

i can look into your eyes and see
a meadow of white and yellow,
us running towards an eternity together.

i look into those same eyes and also
see the reality that dreaming of daisies
is just that:

a dream.

z.m.

i wonder
what is life without loss...

what is life without love?
even if it is temporary.

z.m.

I wish I could've guarded my heart more;
could've guarded it longer.
or at least killed it when you shot an
arrow right through the center.

z.m.

we are drawn to those
           who don't care about us

                                              z.m.

look into my eyes
and tell me all of your sin
I wish to know the itch
that festers underneath your skin
I want to know your flaws
the ones you try to hide
the ones you cannot keep,
in my head they can reside.
For I need to understand you
and the trouble you have seen
because everyone has a story
of where we we're going

and where we've been.

z.m.

she takes my hand and guides me
through the debris of my broken essence.
she gathers me into a warm blanket,
and nestles me into the nook of her side;
her hand guiding my face to hers
as she gently kisses my forehead,
leaving a trace of absolution and
contentment in my once scattered mind.
her eyes glisten with the security
of a new day, a new opportunity
and it is here that I feel
safe from my unimportance
in the world.
from my unimportance to
you.

she draws me near her boundless heart,
lays my head on her lap and gently affirms
"my baby,
there's nothing that momma's love can't fix"

z.m.