Saturday, February 16, 2013

Little Knots

Little artist
Undoing knots
Left over right
Under and through
For me it’s crayons
And water paints
To unclaim those sad tears
Make them happy again
She likes having me home
We write stories together
In the sunbeam
And share them
After dinner
On walks
Her personality
Longs for company
As I long for silence
Everyone loves differently
With this there is no anticipation
No fantasy of the future
We enter and exit the moment
 
Yes, there are still drawings
Of you and I
So maybe we’re
Not over yet

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