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love,
the sound of quiet that fills the moments in between swells my heart to near maximum. the sound of quiet and your shallow sleeping breath.
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6.5.12
Like silk on sandpaper you soften me, slowly, tracing over my rough patches with a light determined diligence. The hush of your breath against my shivering cheek sends rivets of relief clear down to my...
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dream.
I wanted to break into a run, cut through the air between us and be standing so close to you that your breath warmed my chilled skin. You had been gone for 11 days and even for a girl like me, 11 days...
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seems like summertime.
We laid under that cotton candy blue sky for hours, a million humid seconds of my life, hovering around with nothing but your words to make them important. Life wheeled around us. People went to work,...
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7.3.12
I am not sure what you find so beautiful about me, about the lanky and long limbs that are my body but you run your rough fingers over my skin every time like it might be the last. I am not sure how...
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8.7.12
The sun shines in through dark curtains on a Sunday morning and your breath against my shoulder, arm stretched across my chest, holds me clinging to sleep. You are the calm that brings my heart to...
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for safekeeping.
Where my heart goes in the quiet times between work and wedding and stress is straight to yours.
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just a little note.
I tend to keep things inside. I tend to over think and stew and just let things bother me that shouldn’t, things that aren’t my problem. My heart is too soft to feel any other way.
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published!
Remember last year when I started seriously pursuing publication of a few of my poems? And it was going to happen? Well, the time is here, people. My poem is in print, in a (very small) publication,...
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winter.
I clench my jaw, hoping to still the shake in the remainder of my body, a constant frightened shiver that agonizes on without intervention. Winter is waging in full force this morning, temperatures at...
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love.
Carry away with my heart as far as you feel is right. To the sun or to the night, you choose the pace, the distance, the plain day of weather. And I’ll tag along behind grasping at your shirt tails,...
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dense cold.
The smell of stale air chilled in this room strikes my nose with a fierce force. The way winter appears at whatever time it chooses will always leave me baffled, scratching the dryness that makes home...
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longing.
I miss summer and the way the humidity leaves my hair a frizzled mess. I miss summer and the way watching lighting bugs can calm a soul. I miss summer and the low lull of night against the strong heat....
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bright.
Somethings happens when my hand catches the right light and the diamonds are all aglitter. I smile and sigh and quietly thank God that you chose me.
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3.28
My eyes float along the gray in the distance, where trees meet sky, searching for some small spot of light among such dense clouds. Paintbrushed wisps of wind make the prettiest pictures but it is the...
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