Minutes move slowly
Each broken moment stretches
elongated time
Minutes move slowly
Each broken moment stretches
elongated time
Waiting for cherry blossom
For warmer days, floating
on the hope of Spring
5am birds sing
outside my window, awake
I think of you
Waiting for the day
to start, for something
to change
Sunday morning tea
in bed, in the silence
I think of you and me
You were a distraction
On a grey and rainy day
I trace a line with my finger. Feel the touch of my skin. Reconnect to the person I was. Remember who I used to be. As the stars shine, the moon smiles, the night washes over me.
Walking in the rain I smile as the rain pours Warm on my skin
Crocus in the graveyard a tapestry of colour weaving through the grey
Late, sunday evening The scent of you lingers long after you’ve gone