to say

she sets each flickering star on fire
  one
   two
wondering how many times they will die
& how many times she will have to nurse them to health
their flames burning bright to fall defeated once more


let the sparks fall like sand through their fingers
at another time they would hold on tight
but not this time
no, not this time

toss

shivers of pearl kiss fiery night
mismatched fragments of slumber
at the remembrance of summer
while loneliness burns so bright

spring

side by side in a nest of clever complications are we
branches disguised as loving arms hem us in, keep us within
but for mine own, they unearth views while crafting windows
for my eyes to seek, my heart to soar, my self to follow

- A. Landon

 Re: [love]

And it’s a hell of a lot better than being 100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a difference between feeling happy and feeling whole.

cold

the best part of winter
the first drops of red

stack them up
these bold felt lines
to feel the warmth of life again