somebody stop this train.

Nov 7

like the winter rains,

He will come to us.

1 “Come, let us return to the LORD.
He has torn us to pieces
   but he will heal us;
he has injured us
   but he will bind up our wounds.
2 After two days he will revive us;
   on the third day he will restore us,
   that we may live in his presence.
3 Let us acknowledge the LORD;
   let us press on to acknowledge him.
As surely as the sun rises,
   he will appear;
he will come to us like the winter rains,
   like the spring rains that water the earth.”


Apr 13

what i love about nighttime:

bedtime prayers


Mar 28
“Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.”

Feb 23

on the twenty third of february

the knees of your blue jeans got a little sandy

my knees felt a little shaky

our foreheads met

and you looked me in the eye

your mouth started moving

and my breaths came quicker

the wind blew

and the waves crashed

natural

“you know i want to spend the rest of my life with you”

i knew

“i have something for you”

and you put it on my finger


Nov 14

You jump, I jump?
We jumped.

You jump, I jump?

We jumped.


Jul 10
What if my fingertips forgot how to touch?
Can muscle memory endure forty days?
My heart cannot, I know that.
What if your skin no longer goosebumps?
What if all has flown south?
My body has, but my heart still points North.
What if our lips our rusty?
At speaking softly, at kissing contagiously?
Let only their color be rusty: rusty red.

What if my fingertips forgot how to touch?

Can muscle memory endure forty days?

My heart cannot, I know that.

What if your skin no longer goosebumps?

What if all has flown south?

My body has, but my heart still points North.

What if our lips our rusty?

At speaking softly, at kissing contagiously?

Let only their color be rusty: rusty red.


I love mornings. I think I will especially love tomorrow’s morning.

I love mornings. I think I will especially love tomorrow’s morning.



Jun 28

Tonight I want you.

I want you here, with me.

I want you right now. 

Standing in the doorway,

Your perfect green eyes

Looking straight ahead.

Tonight I am here.

Here, in an empty room.

Sitting on my bed, legs crossed.

My tricking brown eyes

Looking at you,

Framed by wood,

Looking at me.

Tonight I am alone,

And I want you here,

Now,

With me.


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