I don’t know
why
But I can tell
you
the things I keep locked
in
my mind
And I feel
Safe.
The Safe
Tag: Poetry
Designed Blinders (Meant to See)
I was never meant
To see you, YET
Nor you, I
Restful sleep
Heals
Us both
From whatever
It is we’ve seen,
Faced,
Confronted
In this,
And Lifetimes before.
BFFs
At 7 we swore,
“BFFs forever!”
But then 7, became 8… and 9
And 9 ate both 8 and 7
And new friends,
new BFFs emerged
But for little ones,
Being loyal
There could only be 1
Not realizing that even 1 is
Never alone (0, 1),
Is always a 2,
and 2 is far more
Than it seems…
The numbers we swore by
are symbols
Powerful illusions
To capture
Our Something Timeless
Priceless…
Of our very real
(Even “imaginary”) numbers
Of BFFs.
❤️ ♾️
Being Free
I never meant to
Hurt you,
In doing me,
In being free,
I never considered all the pieces,
Laid out for you,
To see,
A half filled life,
With something missing,
Someone not beside me,
Not of their choosing,
In doing the necessary,
To get by,
These were never steps,
Toward saying goodbye,
This was never about you,
This was always just me,
Exercising
What it means to be
Free
All of You
In every waking moment
and coloring my dreams.
your human scent floods my senses
and widens my eyes.
You are found.
You are the question, and the answer.
The truth & the mystery.
you make my flight or fight response freeze —
Frozen, I await your warm body
to thaw my motions.
emotion running strong.
Passionate heat courses through my system.
Want, to need– for all of you;
I am yours in all I do.
Drown
We were meant to be
I feel it
Yet I hold in my heart
A fear I should have had 3 months into us
When I said
Yes.
I’m exhausted and terrified
Of this all being a lie
Of distortions and cons
That I’ve called life
I’m afraid that by drowning in love
I will do just that;
Drown,
And you won’t extend a hand to save me.
I want proof,
I want trust,
I want honesty,
I want all those things a love as home
Is meant to be.
She of Letters 