I slice my heart, wafer thin. Fold it neatly, crisp lines crease. Each fold a breath, each mould a step. Caress this heart, this piece of me. Cradle it close, watch it grow. I open my hands and let you fly.
a winding path waits
for your journey to begin
the clouds slowly drift
I thought I saw you driving a Volvo,
My heart broke for a moment as you shifted gears.
The thing you couldn’t place. That feeling, unsure. A look, a gaze. Recognition. Maybe. That well in your heart. That spike in your pulse. A bite in the air. A chill at your side. That was me. Waiting to be seen. That was us. Lingering over a moment.
Sun rise on a black and white day
Brightness lifted, contrast sharpened
Sifting through shades of grey
A gradient without colour
Sun glistens. Ripples wriggle. Silt dances in the stream. Clear water no more. Mud moves, water flows. Yet still we swim.
Dew sparkles, glimmering in the morning chill. Tears holding on. Lost as the sun rises.