I have not seen you in ages,
But I will still wear
your laugh on my sleeve–
I will still say we are children,
and look at you the same,
knowing we came from
that known place times ago.
Poigance
We do lots of things
We thought we’d never do–
We sing many songs we’d rather not.
We cry tears we cannot replicate,
We think unthinkable thoughts.
Goodbyes are so unfashionable–
Sad is not my style.
I liked you better with me,
By best, it will be awhile.
Newness
You tell me
I am yours.
You hug me
In mercy
or something like it.
You smell so uncertain
yet appeasing.
There is only
One thing
Like you.
Fever
Hearts are red
And so am I–
We have been overdue.
Beneath the wings
of Hope and Trust–
There lies me and you.
The fear of love
is absent now;
Where love has become true.