Dec 14, 2022
small moments alone:
where is your head
how do you feel
these spaces we are alone
are feared and craved
I love the space and hate the silence
who do you wish you were
with time untouched
i like thinking of
campfires, long runs, walks to the beach-prickly, rocky paths-steady ankles, sipping morning coffee, a log on the fire, sunrise adorning, sunset admiring, flipping a page as your comforter gets in the way
who is there with you
In the space
so inviting and warm and open
two armed hugs
and fresh coffee in the morning
long looks in the eyes
and toes in the spring grass
I like to bundle these feelings for days they aren’t so easy to reach