still blind
seedling curled
hand cupped in yours
turned my face to you
and bloomed
heart unfurled
tongue tied

I am the distance you put between
all of the moments that we will be.

- leonard cohen

A straight and wooded path, so cleanly groomed
Among the trees the green grows thick and wild
With shadows warmly spreading in the sun

The end is lost to sight and lost to me
Arms outstretched I stand here all alone
Upon this wooded path, so cleanly groomed

The sunlight filters through all hazy gold
In this moment, this small circle of your life
Among the trees the green grows thick and wild

Arms outstretched I stand here all alone
In this moment, this small circle of your life
With shadows warmly spreading in the sun

Deliver me to myself
that I may stop
fretting the hours in vain,
looking for what's lacking
always elsewhere and otherwise.

- Katherine Mosby

this bright fire when you touch me
burns my heart
turns me to ashes
I shine for a moment
dissolve and open wide
pinned by my awareness of you
the nearness of you
clearness of your
eyes searching mine

I worry what you'll find

devilfish surfacing
wounds and burns
bruises and scars
my cuts welling
telling you more than you want to know
more than you can hold
these walls and moats and mines of mine

too late to stop the flow

if you do nothing
it means nothing
and all those wild wild feelings
go to waste

- Veda Hille