zebrasindenver

Why use 10, when 1 could hurt just as beautifully.

the world could stand against us

heaven could raise hell

and i will stand by your side

and destroy them all

passion is merely a digital print

whereas love

love is an oil painting

a living art of life that can be worked

like words in pencil

that can be changed

to grow

the light in my life is so bright

the love is so loud i cannot hide

i look into your beauty

into your eyes

the reflections of light

the reverberations of love

i can tell you feel akin

and i have no fear

you have chosen me over him

as if you had no choice

as i never stopped choosing you

i choose to be quiet

i choose to be far

until the time i had no choice

but to tell you

i love you

your shadow still dances

in the light corners of my heart

first day of my fall

wine drowned lamb bubbles slowly

bread rises quietly upon the stove

flannel shirt is warm fully buttoned

the cat hasn’t left the couch since friday

night vale entertains my imagination

as the autumn sun warms my kitchen windows

i fall softly into fall