Inkpaw

my life
has come
to 
a wonderful point
I know where I am 
and I can see what I want
I have a wonderful family
and friends I can rely on 
what else could I ask for?
I have what I need 

baked in Vermont summers,
the days faded 
and blurred into 
one big sunny mess

sprinkled with happy memories,
bare feet on the roof
watching the moon rise
and blowing bubbles from the porch 

my poetry
is my emotion
born from paint splatters
and frozen tears
pen ink on skin
and mid shower dreams
never will i part
with the beating heart
of my poetry
and never will i lose my voice.

moments fade and dance
my sugar numbed brain 
spinning from thoughts that I shouldn't be thinking
and seconds colide 
while your beauty stops time
and my breathing fades to a halt
it's not your face
or your shape

my world is fading 
if only I could reach a little farther
I could touch the sky 
and learn to fly
with these broken wings of mine
if only i could reach a little farther
with my outsretched arms
and graze your soul