The you that
used to be
and not the
one that is
did you or
did I change
in a way
that the springs
could no longer
make less bumpy
metal against metal
we slowly go
less gaily so
Category: Love
Gifted
To give without
expecting any return
response or reply
is a grace
to be invisible
without others knowing
what where when
is itself abundant
to share generously
whether it’s time
or an ear
or a shoulder
is always an
act of prosperity
to give then
without is gratitude
for having much
to be gifted
Some
Sometimes easy someone
like a folded
blanket ready there
at the foot
to give comfort
cuddles and warmth
like a summer
breeze barely noticeable
until it passes
and wet grass
that gets between
the toes tickling
this is the
someone who sometimes
I would like
somewhere maybe someday
Orbit
Dreams are
almost always
very selfish
me my
and mine
wishes too
also revolve
around you
but we
are not
the sun
but rather
just cold
hard rock
caught in
someone’s orbit
Dimples
In the simple
I find dimples
those little dents
where angels meant
to make smiles
shine through miles
oh those pockets
perfect for lockets
to remind me
of what I
long to see