the downfall
of maintaining contact through words
is that the silences becomes
all the more
deafening
giving room to fear
-'did I do something?' they whisper
the air you breathe
carries the same force
that fuels forest fires
destroying everything in its path
wild
savage
fierce
the air you breathe
carries the same force
that gently moves meadows
carrying pollen in their wake
soft
gentle
pleasant
the air you breathe
is so much more
than just
air.
it is a force that makes you
gentle and yet
fierce
-now breathe once more
I know we'll make it
I know we'll be ok
I know we'll come out stronger
I know we'll love one another
I know we'll be happy once again
I know we'll stay up late watching movies
I know we'll lose track of time on dates
I know we'll walk hand in hand
I know we'll be together again
-we have to
the sound of paper
as you turn the page.
the flash of lightning
through the window of your room
during a midnight storm
briefly lighting your room.
the dust on old books
in a quiet library
almost begging
to be held and read
treasured once again.
the warmth of your skin
that slowly reaches your heart
from the gentle sun
warming even the coldest
parts of you.
