My love

Time passes in a moment, 

eons of knowing, anew.

Conversation flows,

no words need to be said.

We talk with ease,

one infectious smile after another.

The music of your voice,

a well known melody,

it’s timbre sparking and dancing.

We laugh together,

our minds in the same place,

inexplicably connected.

We relax into each other,

like a body sinking into a favorite chair, 

comfortably fitting like we always did, 

numb with pleasure,

alive with the excitement of fresh.

Our lips caress, synchronised, 

tasting each other, familiarly pleasant and alluringly new.

The warmth of your love, 

like the joy of the morning sun,

reaching deep into my soul.

Sad

I loved you. You hurt me.
Your golden core sealed in a leaden shell.
Stung. Bitter sweet.
Depleted and drained.
Empty and lost.
My me hiding,
wounded.
My love wrenched from me,
cast away, discarded.
Memories made, to be cherished,
slithers of bright in the dark.
Memories to be lost,
clawing of the dark released.
Memories never to be,
grieved.
Sadness wells up,
I sag,
I gently weep,
unexpected,
unprompted.
My brokenness,
lays smashed, scattered.
The gentle fingers of love,
others offer to help,
bringing the pieces slowly together.
Tears cleanse and irrigate.
I'm just so sad.

My Mothers Day

“What would you like for Mother’s Day?”
“Do you have any plans today?”
Amidst the tears and pain
One thing this day I pray
To see my baby girl again
A mother herself today
The day will pass once more in vein
But my hope will never sway