
you come to me
in dreams,
as I wrangle
with my feelings,
and the rocks in my heart,
pull at me one by one…
tales lived,
woven with liquid
dreams, as we continue
to share
ourselves
and seal the seams
with
a love
so rare,
it’s hard
to explain
the affair
yet,
I’m beckoned
again, and again,
to write
what comes up
feeling
like
the mysteries
are ready to jump
straight
from
my heart,
through
my fingers, and
onto
the page
you’re already reading…