Breaking it down

What’s going on in my head?
Is it empty like my heart?

I could break it down, consider this
Or I could tear it apart,
Seeking out the missing link,
In search of a new start.

But beginnings always scare me,
The effort wears me out.
Am I meant to be alone?
Or am I the reason for the doubt?

Rain, Rain

Trying to define my emotions right now
is like trying to describe a sudden summer shower
in the country
late at night
when you can actually
hear the drops as they hit the leaves.
There are words that might work but
they’re fading away even as I try to capture them,
much like a sudden summer shower
in the country
late at night
when the rain drowns out the words
so I might as well enjoy the downfall
and just for the moment,
forget about the consequences
of getting wet.

Walking with the stars

Stargazing in the middle of the day
Is as extraordinary
As my heart’s reaction
To seeing you again.

To the flame

Moving slowly,
reaching out,
sharing smiles
and looks for miles.
I am drawn to you
in ways I don’t quite
understand.

Temptation

I’m looking for my place,
it’s quiet and sheltered and safe
and I haven’t visited in some time.
So perhaps I have been abandoned
by my own neglect.

Maybe some effort is in order
So I can rediscover the emotions
that have not, in some time, undone me.

Today

I want to walk in the rain,
laughing as we get wet
and forgetting about sensible things
like makeup and hairstyles
and staying high and dry.

I want to run up and kiss you
instead of walking in calmly
and patting you on the shoulder
to let you know I’m there,
but my feet won’t move that fast.

I want to be swept up in a torrent
of emotions I haven’t felt in years
and sometimes I sense you feel the same
but there we sit, knee to knee
and many miles apart.

This is what I want today.
Tomorrow may be completely different
and that’s probably why I’m still sitting here
and you’re still sitting there.

Vacations are for moments like this

My best friend and I in front of the camera,

nothing hidden in our devotion to each other

touching by design, never by accident,

smiles crinkle from the corners of our eyes

to the wrinkles around our mouths

but we only see the love.