You came back

Flowers pressed

To your lips

A heart full of promise

And empty hands

Prepared to catch me

This time around

You came back

Treading carefully

Through my wreckage

Picking up the pieces

That shattered

When the door closed

Behind you

You came back

A shelter for my hope

A guiding light

For my wandering soul

You came back

And your lips

That once tasted

Of skepticism

Of anger

Left traces

Of certainty

Of affection behind

With each kiss

You came back

Restoring wonder

Within me

Wiping tears

From my cheek

Taking the pain

And whispering

That you missed me

You came back


As nonsecular eyes

Allowing the world

As you see

To be seen

Through mine

You came back

And not only

Do I see you

I see love

For the first time

All My Words are Hers

When I write for her
I write with passion
In hopes that she will feel
The weight of my heart in eve-ry
And when the words I have spilled
Touches her tongue
They’ll taste like honey
Honey that I have scavenged for
Like the perfect word to describe
the way her smile makes my heart
want to beat again
they’ll taste like wine
the warmth of my love
will consume her
with every sip of the words
from my lips
to hers
they will taste like chocolate
like her favorite guilty pleasure
with all of the pleasure
and none of the guilt
she will indulge
in the passion of my words
because I write
for her

  • I write for you (6-26-17)