soft awakenings

i can swear there were
flowers
blooming
at the corner of your eye this morning

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sink in, love

I wake up
You fall asleep

meet me at the beach
where dreams crawl to the shore
I will caress your cheek
as I come out the waters

Don’t wake me up
I wonder when I
lost you
to the night’s lullabies

sink in, love

tender, tender, tender

And I remember
you
forget me

Ruminations

If the object of my love
Is a lie
What of my love?

I like to think sometimes that
Love is a promise
Fulfilled
When kindred spirits meet again
– yet
Can I say that it is you
That I have recognized​?

If the object of my love
Is a lie
What of my pain?

Did I recognize​ a face in the crowd
And wave at a stranger
Who happened to smile back?

If the object of my love
Is a lie
Am I mourning
The loss of you?
Or the loss of a promise?

If the object of my love
Is a lie,
Only silence
Remains