Here is what I need: you lighting up my phone warming my bed resting that graying head here and here and here
Author: Elizabeth Maynard
Happiness
Happiness makes herself at home just meets you here, she walked all this way to see you in the midst of all this
Remember
Remember every time you wanted him, her, them but never spoke or reached out your warm hand They moved forward and away oblivious to the rumbling and thoughts unwelcome you pressed into silence It was too much to be raw to risk loss like that so none of us ever knew we could be loved by you
Spring
These green friends have had just enough light and air a trickle of water has kept them alive but not thriving what we all need now to spring forward is a good soul drenching
Tease
I see the way you tease your small nick draws just a drop of blood but I must tend and mend it with my soft tongue
Crush-Worthy
Entangled in every distraction it took you a good long time to notice how delicious I smell when we stand close how smoothly I move as I walk away how your heart adds beats when you hear my words thank goodness you have come now to your senses and realize at last I am, indeed crush-worthy
Weary
You are weary Let me assure you: all the care you have offered the tenderness freely given to friend and stranger returns to lift you now
Strife
You can ask as often as you like: I still have no drama to offer no tension or strife to feed you You must find someone else to exhaust with your intrigues I have nothing to bleed for you today
Melon
Today I saw a man embrace a prize-winning melon He was so proud of what his love had wrought Every day he watered shaded, sheltered as he marveled at its girth and the mottled emerald skin How lucky to love like that a heart full of the sweet and ephemeral always here, now
Sea
In a world now both familiar and strange we see eyes, hands the heights and dimensions of each other pettiness, desperation anger, searing grief but also deep and enduring kindness shining as moonlight across a midnight sea
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