tenderness

already

surrounded by lush, green trees

candles and strangers

listening to spanish guitars

played by beautiful mexicans

i can't help it

emotions cascade through me

weighing heavy on my bare shoulders

and i'm surprised at how

i'm slowly beginning to unravel

again

sometimes i feel as if

you see me as an option

rather than the solution

every time i hold you, hug you, feel you

fall asleep on your chest, make eye contact

i take my time

making note of all details

as if it's always the last time

a series of peaks and valleys

presence and absence

you expand and contract your heart

without warning

sending surges of uncertainty and doubt

violently through me

goosebumps, a familiar feeling now

you said when you think of me

all you see are possibilities

but all you set are limits

at times i begin to tire of this

i want more of you

please let me in

Post-It Love

taking chances

with tenacity and flirtatiousness

keep your feet planted firmly on the ground

will you let him crawl into your heart

with a blanket and a book?

will you let him stay awhile?

or will you make him work for it?

days and weeks

of long talks and coffee dates

waiting nervously

on the other side of the door with flowers

laughing and complimenting your dress over dinner

until the moment when your both ready

to climb into that hot air balloon

floating away

towards the future

together

sweet disposition

egg shells

here i am, on a rainy saturday morning, stumbling towards happiness with flour, sugar, and good faith in hand, unprepared and willing to continue. i'm conquering and making mistakes, looking forward to days filled with shoulder massages and hugs.

i want to get to that place, where you're honest with yourself, and i have the courage to be assertive, to make my feelings known. you once ran off with my heart, without permission, thank you so much for bringing it back and helping me mend it.

air

change

are we taught to love by those around us? qualities of humanity and decency, qualities that reflect one's character, are those inherent or learned?

lying awake, thoughts race through my head and i know a time of transition is coming. just as summer ends, i am being faced with new opportunities and am seeing myself go down a different path. my character will be challenged, my work ethic, my creativity, my patience.

tonight, the mosquitoes are in a frenzy and they love my legs, especially my ankles. the bites itch and ache as i try to sleep. i writhe constantly, tangling myself in the wrinkles gray sheets. i can't seem to get comfortable. i need stability. i need answers.

dancy goodness

smoke signals

standing at the top of cricket hill

facing west

sleepless and wondering

i watch as the smoke continues to billow

in the distance

i close my eyes and wrap my arms around myself

and breath in the smell of lilacs

as my dress sways in the gentle breeze