Sunday, October 11, 2009

I am tired. I am true of heart!
You are tired. You are true of heart!

Friday, October 9, 2009

on getting dark outside.

it is cooler at night than it has been in september or august or july.
and it has been too long since i have held your hands in mine
or felt the brush of your bones in passing
or blinked my lips to catch yours.
oh, dear.

our seasons' changing blows in more than just frozen wind.

Friday, October 2, 2009

on letting go.

some times my heart is too gentle for me to bear.
is that even possible?