She isn’t afraid of who you are

underneath the ripped fabric that covers your soul.

She can calm your storm with one hand

and caress your heart with the other.

At five foot three

I am

an oblong shape

finding a way

to love

the space I take

You were exactly what I thought

A feverishly fleeting dream

An enigmatic flame with no intention to stay

Melting skin off bone

Thank you for the warmth,

Even if it was all for naught.

C. B.

cotton balls

and

dandelion fluff,

on the back porch.

cleaning up messes-

and wishing

for

new

memories.

Little crumbs fall onto the text I’m reading

Tiny, brown and sweet

They belong to the shortbread I’m eating

The wonderful, buttery treat.

Its best served with piping hot tea

Balanced carefully upon one's knee

As one looks out at the glistening sea

Listening to the song bird's melody

The nostalgia is certainly a guarantee

So grab your biscuit and get cosy

Treat it just like you would a trophy

And stay warm and toasty

Drifting into a day dream slowly.

My heart

is only for you

and no one else

Nobody came

before you

and no one ever will

come afterward

I'm your

forever

love

Love is a verb, not a feeling. It gives me an opportunity, in times of adversity. Live life as an example to others, have a shoulder for others to lean. Loving one another gives a refuge with strength, faith in the unseen future, dark or bright. Hope in The Creator who has a plan for us before the very foundation of the world. Faith and hope one day we will no longer need, but the love of my Creator is forever.