And Yet

Womb

Standing in Is,
While Was
laps around my ankles and
Could Be swirls over my head
Beckoning
Threatening
Enticing
Warning
Promising
nothing

and yet...

Gift

My Heavy Heart

Gift

Love's gift holds built-in asks

tendrils snake into carefully tended stores

of energy and time

guarded mine.

Love lives on attention, reciprocation

Her hunger-cries pluck sympathy's strings

Her groping need brings vague

suspicious obligation.

No wonder love can seem a threat.

A beast approached with caution

A fire quickly doused

Complication best avoided

Does every gift incur its weight in debt?

How, then, will I ever give

my heavy heart?

Ether (whole)

(As Finished as I)

Will you meet me in the ether?

Can you find me in our dreams?

will our tethered souls remember what it means to love

sight unseen, what resides within

temporarily divided

except 

when stumbling, sleeping, blind, 

we find a moment, still and perfect to be

whole.