I choose
this kind love.
These stars in the trees
beyond the river’s glowing fog.
This heaven that slips through
the layers of my humanity.
Life
is precious
to the whispering
deep ones.
How beautiful,
to discover the stars
one precious night
at a time.
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Pieces of You
There is a darling softness
here in the heart.
A softness that holds my love for you
and all the times your smile
held me in safety.
I will miss you, always,
in the quiet.
My heart has grown into
so many pieces
of you.
But isn’t it entirely beautiful
to be you.
I will always be
the divine love
that is
us.
I’m sad tonight.
To write is the only pill I have.
I heard some news today that broke my heart, and here it is in my hands as I stand beside the world and become the sky.
Empty as the sky. Blue as the sky. Open as the sky.
How I wish I could give the words back, never to have heard them.
I see you, love, peeking around the corner.
Hold me now, in this sorrowful place.
The swell of a new wave approaches and how beautiful it feels, rising in my chest.
I see you, world, and I tell you: I need not change, though I do baffle you so.
I need not shift to suit your understanding of reality.
I am I. Not a broken shard of perfect life.
I hear them speak labels.
Labels I am beyond.
I see their eyes of confusion; confusion arises only upon expectations unmet.
Expect nothing of me and I shall be the rainbow of life I am here to be.
Expect of me a lie and I must decline.
For I am only I.
I see as only I see.
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Such Love Shines
These tender nights.
This soul that whispers,
weary as can be.
Such love shines
upon the pavement of life.
Darlings of mine.
How they take this heart,
how they shatter the light,
that I might be the stars.
Do not try to wrap me
with your perfect edges.
Boxes are not for me,
the wind,
the stars that burst
through time,
through space,
through you.
I am all.
Do not limit me
with your unknowing.
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