{ and then this happened }
seduction made of sparing words and lost time
Tag: Relationships
my imperfections i place in your hands…
my imperfections i place in your hands. with you, i can’t idealize myself – for what i am, i open up to you, and strip away far more than simple clothes connection & acceptance are my hope; to feel you’ve brought your whole life here with you, and that you may, on knowing who i … Continue reading "my imperfections i place in your hands…"
Filling Station
OnceA woman and her husbandStopped at this place She, eight months with childHe, thinking about walking outAnd the drive had been a tense oneOld wounds reopenedFresh hurts on display And an old couple was thereAt the same timeLaughing while they pumped gasThey asked her when the baby was due She said, “One month.” The old … Continue reading "Filling Station"
Falling, In Love
[Originally posted May, 2018. 30 days of prose, day 10. – Owen] Falling in love is like stepping off of a flying airplane; them loving you back would be the parachute. But that parachute doesn’t always open. Splat. Love in relationships always comes with risk. We can’t know what others are really thinking, and we … Continue reading "Falling, In Love"
By The Waters of Loneliness
It’s cold out here but worse inside.And I have got no answers –I hurt for you, my love, my pride,But I have got no answers. Still — I wish I was a healer whoCould mend relationships, and doA magic spell to patch our pastAnd you and I would soon outlastThe couples passing by, who’d seeOur … Continue reading "By The Waters of Loneliness"
Love Spasm The Third
When my ex left, our youngest was But three years old – alas – So I would take him daily to A little pre-k class The girl who worked there was so young But seemed to like the way I’d sit with him – and other kids – Beginning every day So, finally, I asked … Continue reading "Love Spasm The Third"
Now, When I Remember You
To tell the story of a life Takes many pages, many words; To tell the story of a love Takes every bit as long The you I saw in summer fields Beneath an endless weightless sky The you I felt in tenderness The softness of your skin, a sigh For now, when I remember you … Continue reading "Now, When I Remember You"
a kind of imbalance
when it came to her, many options were open to me: none of which involved not caring on my part
intimate limits
while those memories fill her heart you may feel estranged just know that places you can't reach always are