i tend to lean towards the dramatic
when left to my own devices
in reality
my reactions are not really based in truth
just an inclination to not communicate
i am guarded though certain in my convictions
apprehensive to express them
so emotions flash across my face
and you have to ask and wait for me to deny
any inkling of truth
and what i want is so simple
to ride bikes in the country
chase each other around the house
eventually surrendering to desire
never quite making it into bed
waking up to soy milk lattes and morning muffins
long walks to the neighborhood grocery store
cozying up on the couch with
peach cobbler and laughter
every journey is different
this one is slow and subtle
the change is constant
a fledgling commitment to be more receptive
to possibility
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