Little Love Notes

At the peak of the night
I would hold you in my
arms, sending whispers
of love and desire in and
among the stars, ravished
along the falling of night;
where we could drift in an
effortless dance between
dreams, creating melodies
of love notes, swaying in
the slumbered skies, with
hearts asleep we rest inside
warming arms, and know
together our love will rise.

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Submerged

My words were harboring
at the deepest end, only to
burst on the surface at the
first sign of light – fighting
a losing battle against time
and the currents, making the
words stubborn, unattainable
at the heart, as I was left to
dwell alone in the shallows,
watching with a half heart
as my words were the only
cause to blame, as I lay back
submerging myself in relief
and guilt, as I lay drowning.

Odds in my Favor

I gamble against a fear
of my own doing; I have
loved you once, burned
at the roots with solemn
words of affection laced
in your laughter, yet I love
you still, hardened by the
remnants of our truths I no
longer wish to see, folded
into our history as the sun
still kisses the moon every
night – I play on, dangled
by my roots, betting against
fear, holding only my heart.