Writing

I play for a lot of things.

That smile is one of them.

When we're doing something right

And you take fast four into two

And you're smiling and grinning and in full control

And we're not falling apart

I want to

Run into the shallows

Splash in the stream

Lay in the grass

I want to

Play in the forest

Race through the ocean

Be anywhere with you

At any pace

At any time

Anything

Beneath the looming wave roar,

a fury curved by Hokusai’s hand, 

the ocean rise, like a beast unbounded,

its claws reached to crush the fragile land.

When I saw you

No, not when I 

saw you

But when I 

saw you.

That was when I knew that there was something among me that needed you

always

to be 

near me 

"How could you say that?" 

"The real question is, how could you disagree?"

I find myself retelling this story in the quiet of the night, blanketed by darkness. I know I shouldn’t be able to, but somehow the days come back to me in bits and pieces.