So much love given:
surely most will
find its way back home
Love is infinite:
it knows only the limits
our fear imposes
.
(I see how much love some others generate and share. I wish they’ll always see as much as possible come back to them.)
Shouldn’t be surprised
Uninterrupted sleep tonight
Is too much to ask
2 a.m.
By tether unfrayed
this stalwart connection lives
still, on and on, still!
Sleep feels far tonight
I owe such apologies
But can’t find the words
This day is ending:
Everything is in its place
And you’re all still here
~ 11:00 p.m.
Doubts whisper cruelties
as if my time is borrowed
and soon overdue
Late.
Moving quietly
Finding each other’s fragments
Meeting at crossroads
Re-reading calmly:
poems written months ago
feel like yesterday
Old words remembered:
today they make me wonder
if I’ll ever change
How sad is it, that
love can grow without limits
while time only shrinks
Morning came again:
confusing mix of apathy
and disappointment
.
3:45 AM