nestled in mine fitting to perfection despite time passing soft. tender. belonging. for years i have treasured this act of bond. it’s fleeting and i’m aware that one day you’ll choose a new hand to hold, mine left to wrinkle alone. remembering your softness, your innocence, your magic until one day again you’ll rest your…

the solace of the shade the crisp of the trampled leaves the ridges of the bark our hands traced as we rounded a bend to discover an escape – a world where shame vanished and creativity flourished. we were alive in that place among the innocent creatures our make believe friends weaving upward as we…

the giggles eventually subside and i allow my shoulders to unclench. i’m cozy in your bed, delighted by the invitation. i find myself staring at the stars on your ceiling, remembering faintly adhering them after some holiday. wondering what do you think about when you gaze at them? are you too bothered by the uneven…

who was i before you? the loud girl at parties trying to make a scene – get a laugh. so uncomfortable in my own skin i’d drink to blackout so i could disappear into the night. fade away. feel better. only to wake with nagging regret always reminding me of the shame i’d learned to…

my sun. smoldering with fiery energy since your first breath. i delight in your warmth yet feel singed when you’re most intense. there are no sunglasses for this. the only shade is to retreat. but how can i turn away when my very existence requires you? one day i hope to stay near once you’ve…

your hand is bigger, but it still nestles softly in mine. your feet have grown longer, but they still run toward me. your body is heavier, but you still long to be carried to bed. your voice is louder, but you still whisper goodnight. your ideas are stronger, but you still share them with me.…